With One Headlight
11-29-2015, 11:06 PM
He had been so disconnected from the pack for so long now that even just walking across the beach that was their main home felt strange. Since his twin had disappeared he felt like he had lost his anchor here. Of course he would never dream of leaving his siblings, but he just wasn't sure where he fit in any more. Talking with Astrea had helped some, but he still had the nagging feeling like he was letting everyone down by not being able to make himself help out. He frowned as he padded across the dark sands, his gaze fixed downward as he watched his own charcoal-dipped paws move. His steps were slow and aimless, really just moving to give himself something to do while his mind swirled. He was used to his mind working over-time at almost a constant basis, but lately it felt more like a curse than a blessing. He sighed and came to a stop in front of the boulder that his older brothers used during meetings. He lifted his head to look at it, slowly sinking down onto his haunches while he stared without really looking at anything. |
