[Due to some
unfortunate circumstances, James is stumbling back to his apartment as best he can manage, as he knows he isn't the most liked person around town at the moment, he's attempting to appear as unhurt as possible.
However, every now and again he has to pause and slump onto something to keep standing, his hand holding his side tightly against what would look like a rather horrific bruise if it weren't for his fur, which happens to be shifting colors rather sickeningly every time the pain gets too intense for him]