Secret Woodlands Snowy thoughts

The cold made his bones ache slightly but it didn’t matter much to him as he settled down in the main den, glancing up at the grey sky that barely peeked past the canopy. It was snowing heavily right now, which is why Rayne had taken refuge in the den. May as well take some cover from it, now, before catching a cold or something like that. Lowering his head down between his paws, Rayne huffed lightly.

He was enjoying his time back in Secret Woodlands but there was something...off. Somewhere deep within him, something was telling him there was something wrong and he couldn’t tell what it was exactly. Yes, he knew he was growing old but surely he still had some time left in him.

Didn’t he? 

With a pang, Rayne realized that regardless, he would be struck down one day too. Though he had never truly asked, surely Nina had roughly been the same age as he yet she was now gone, to join in her family in roaming wherever it was wolves went when they passed away. Mortality had never been a problem for Rayne, having known from a young age death came to all at some point but somehow, he never connected that someday, it would happen to him too.

Letting out a deeper sigh, Rayne closed his eyes and tried to brush away those thoughts and go to happier ones.

Maybe a nap would do him good...

(This post was last modified: Nov 30, 2016, 12:58 PM by Rayne.)