05-24-2017, 03:22 PM
He sensed the very moment something more entered the immediate area. With a slow, cautious pan around, he tried to place it. Nothing but familiar shadows, silently judging trees standing sentry, rocks, brush, more reaching shadows, an eerie quiet, a--
A wolf.
There were no wolves in this forest.
He flinched. His body tensed and he jerked his eyes away, his feet moving of their own will as they took him farther and farther away. Each step was steady and sure despite the ragged pain ravaging his heart. He probably should have stayed for his daughters’ sakes, should have demanded her reasons for abandoning them, letting them down. But even that was not reason enough for him to stay. She'd made her choice, and she could explain to them herself why she didn't bother with them anymore. If she even chose to. That was between her and her children.
His Winter billowed and whipped around him and he didn't care that it displayed how upset he was, how much he still hurt. A year was not long enough, clearly. It was not enough to move on, to get over her. Loyal to a fault. Loyal and trusting. A damned fool.
Well, not again.
So he made his departure, his pathetic heart trying to remember how to beat, bitterly grateful she'd heeded his wish for her not to return home. Now if she'd just continue to keep the hell away from him. Leave him in peace instead of pieces, this time.
A wolf.
There were no wolves in this forest.
He flinched. His body tensed and he jerked his eyes away, his feet moving of their own will as they took him farther and farther away. Each step was steady and sure despite the ragged pain ravaging his heart. He probably should have stayed for his daughters’ sakes, should have demanded her reasons for abandoning them, letting them down. But even that was not reason enough for him to stay. She'd made her choice, and she could explain to them herself why she didn't bother with them anymore. If she even chose to. That was between her and her children.
His Winter billowed and whipped around him and he didn't care that it displayed how upset he was, how much he still hurt. A year was not long enough, clearly. It was not enough to move on, to get over her. Loyal to a fault. Loyal and trusting. A damned fool.
Well, not again.
So he made his departure, his pathetic heart trying to remember how to beat, bitterly grateful she'd heeded his wish for her not to return home. Now if she'd just continue to keep the hell away from him. Leave him in peace instead of pieces, this time.
