Lonewolf Luna

Chapter two

When you go through days, or even months, of silence that builds up your regrettable anxiety, you'll start to get a little too lonely. So far, I have survived on food stolen from the market in a nearby town: it is only a 20 minute walk there & a 5 minute sprint back. I sort of remind myself of a raccoon. It's been 6 days and I'm already tired of this new lifestyle. And then, out of nowhere, a strange thing happened. One that I haven't experienced in years, but I'm happy it's happening again; a low rumble sounds in the corner of my mind, like something was making its way out.

Crash.

It's as if a familiar gong sounded right into my ears. Shortly after, a high-pitched ring settles down that only I can hear. The noise impacted my body, it seems: I had suddenly gotten a mean headache, and my eyes start to water from drought, making me squint. My hands are shaking and I'm pretty sure my mouth is open. All this is involuntary and I don't know the reasons why, just yet. But, in general, I'm feeling quite uncomfortable, but still on-edge.

Cara? Am I still mute to you? Hello?

I open my eyes again and sit down on the squeaky floorboards in attempt to cure my shaking, but mostly in surprise.

Azura... You've been shut out for so long... How is this possible? I reply to my wolf. I can only imagine how and why she's finally speaking to me again. I wait for an answer and was disappointed for a few seconds until the same deep, yet welcoming voice speaks again.

I am not sure. I believe that we got seperated many moons ago by a sound barrier formed when you were badly attacked. I assume you are well now, although I feel like apologising for abandoning you that day.

A long, sincere howl starts that makes me shakily smile, even though my vision is still blurry from a wall of tears.

You don't need to apologise, Zure. I missed you, so I don't want to hear that you feel bad for something that wasn't your fault.

But, Cara, I feel like I didn't try hard enough to break that barrier. What if that was the case? Would you forgive me then? She answers with sadness clear in her voice.

I answer, of course I would forgive you. I would in a millisecond. I think I'll keep you now that you're finally here with me... Well, in the mind, anyway.

We both chuckle at this and I smile to myself; hoping that, if she were another person in this room with me, she'd be smiling too.