Left alone (one-shot)

Left alone

Rhydian lay in bed, looking up at the sealing with a glawer that could kill a man. Not that he was paying any attention to what he was looking at. No. He was to busy morning, reeling from what had happened that week.

Had it only been a week?

Somehow it felt longer, as if he's been alone for months, years. Like that goodbye was a distant memory. Thinking of that memory is what reminded him that it had, infact, only been a week because he remembered it all so clearly. He still remembered her so clearly.

Rhydian sat up, looking out of his moonlit window into the woods beyond. It called to him as always. 'come' it invited 'bask in the moonlight and explore benith the stars' it beconed. He sighed through his nose, getting the all the way out of bed and coming to the windowsill. Numbly, hands came to push the window open.

Should he go?

In any case, he wasn't going to sleep. It only took a few more moments of indecision before Rhydian was dressed and sliding out of his window with practiced ease. In even fewer moments the woods surrounded him. Feet carried his form but he could barely feel it, instead watching the sky as if it might fall. it felt like a real possibility right now.

why shouldn't it?

The rest of his world had crumbled around him. Falling into a broken heap before him as he watched helplessly. His inner wolf snarled at that thought and shattered though his melancholy mind. It was replaced by anger. The kind of red hot, seething hatred that could only come from his wolf. He stopped the walking he'd forgotten he was doing and broke into a run.

Where was he going?

He didn't care! Rhydian lept and jumped and scurried through the woods, black bleeding into his vains. His bright yellow eyes punctured the darkness, only made brighter by his anger. 'stupid doctor! His pack had been non of her business in the first place!' He growed externally now, taking a rage filled leap into the air and landing on a tree branch. He began to leap from tree to tree, almost weightless. 'stupid Shannon! Always the victim, even when what she's doing is wrong!' It wasn't fair and he knew it but he didn't care right now, landing on solid floor again with a harsh snarl. ' Stupid maddy! How dare she-' The thought stopped their along with himself.

How dare she what?

He hadn't stopped to consider that he might be mad at her, only greeving his loss. Surely he wasn't, surely...again, his thoughts stopped, instead processing where he actually was for the first time since he left his house. He knew these woods. It was the small stretch of trees before...before maddies back garden. Rhydian sighed again, this time through his mouth. His anger had mostly melted away to now but had not been replaced again by a thick melancholy. Instead he felt a deep sadness rip through him.

Of course.

Of course he'd come here. Whenever Rhydian felt scared or alone or upset he'd always ended up here. It was the one pace where he could feel safe and secure, with his pack! Atleast, that's how it used to be. Now simply knowing he was close japped into his wounds. Yet, despite himself, he ventured further forward. Maby it was a mistake but he didn't care.

He was right.

Just beyond the tree line lay an all to familiar sight. That large old house, a smaller wood shed tacked on the side and an open fence loosely surrounding its garden. Rhydian ran a hand up the fence as he went past, feeling the cold, damp wood against his hands. The blond boy still considered the land here his packs terrotory even if he knew he had no claim to it alone. This though. This felt like something sacred. A place that could never be tainted that he always would belong to. He'd protect this until his pack could return to it!