❝Klaus Mikaelson was the monster one would tell their children, he's the villain in everyone's stories, but for me he was the prince who saved me from myself and I think I saved the last bit of hope within him.❞
Bodie Erikson wasn't human, but...
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Bodie wasn't sure how long he'd been in his wolf form for after all the ghosts left and door was closed, but Bodie knew that there was a part of him which couldn't process or want to deal with any of it. He knew that there was a chance that Henry wanted to talk to him about it, but Bodie found that it was a rather difficult thing for him to process just as a whole. How was he meant to cope as a whole when he finally got to see his family again only for them to be taken away from him once more?
He knew that his family would be by his side but that didn't help with the pain in his heart knowing that he couldn't see them, couldn't talk to them, nor could he touch them. All he wanted for so long was for his family to come back, and seeing them for most of the day wasn't enough for him. He knew that it was out of Klaus' control, but there was still a part of him which remained jealous over the fact that he had his family while Bodie was without one.
He knew that he should be angry at Mikael who was the one that killed his family, and he was, but it still didn't stop everything else that he felt. He was angry and hurt that Mikael—who only killed Bodie's family after finding out Esther's betrayal—done what he did, knowing that his family didn't do anything to harm Mikael as a whole. It always hurt to look at Mikael and know the damage that he'd done. There were times when he wondered whether or not he should've killed Mikael when he had the chance all those years ago.
Currently, Bodie was laying—in wolf form—in a patch of sun in the middle of the woods, he'd gotten tired of running and found that the sun felt nice against his skin, or well, fur. He'd almost forgotten what it felt like to have the sunshine on him like this, he'd forgotten the peace that being like this brought him. Though there was a part of him which loved the fact that he was finally back as a wolf, he'd also hated the fact that his family leaving him once more would be the reason for it.
He'd realised that he'd lost track of the days though that was something that Bodie didn't care too much about given the fact that there was a part of him which didn't want to turn back in order to find out. Bodie knew that he didn't want to process anything about what happened, and despite the fact that he knew that there's a chance that Henry or even Will were looking for him—Bodie didn't care as a whole. Why should he care?
Bodie shut his eyes for a moment, knowing how the wildlife around him avoided him, as if they knew that he wasn't someone that they needed to be around which Bodie found oddly comforting knowing that he didn't need to worry about anything. He laid on his side, the ground under him as his own pillow, a part of him felt as if this was peace, that this was something that he needed. He knew that there was a chance that staying as this wasn't healthy but at the same time he felt as if he didn't want to turn back.
He wasn't sure how long he'd been there for but the sun started to set, the colours of the sky was changing from blue to pink, which was enough for Bodie to know that he needed to prepare for the night. He knew that the night would be as easy as it had been the previous nights, he knew that there was an unlikeness that anything would harm him, he also found that the forest was oddly familiar and almost like how it used to be if it wasn't for the town in the middle of it.
