I bite my tongue and I torch my dreams
The wolf could not believe how familiar everything still felt, how the forest and the falls had yet to change despite the years of wear they’d endured since he had last passed through them. What else had changed? Apart from the sorrow he had felt, the happiness too and the life changing experience that being a father had been… what else had changed? He hummed softly to himself as he continued to venture north. There were a stranger pack’s scent lingering, and he did his best to avoid them, sticking to the western end of the vast territory and well away from the borders. He knew that next would be the Lake and above that would be the River… if they were still there.
He hoped Lachesis was still there, so that he might find his uncle, greet him and perhaps catch up. He had promised to come back, and even though it’d taken so long, and things had changed… he was going to keep that promise. His ears remained perked, listening in case he might stumble upon another wolf. He’d already stumbled upon a wolf from his past, a woman… and this time he hoped for a stranger, or at least a person whom he had happier memories of.