Why is everything so heavy

The brute still felt a heaviness in his heart as he heard his father’s howl. Talks with Leo, Heather, and even Roza haven’t completely fished him out of his misery. He knew Razor wouldn’t want him to mope… but how could he find his happiness again? Alfred didn’t know. It almost felt like… everything was just falling apart. Thank goodness for Koron and her efforts though. The little polar fox was doing everything in her power to make sure Alfie tried to stay on the right path.

But at least in some ways Alfred was healing. He was able to focus a bit more on the now, even if it hurt to recognize Razor was no longer by his side. He approached the place of the meeting, his blue orbs downcast as Koron trotted by his side. The fox brightened upon seeing Alfred’s father, giving a small yip in greeting before glancing back to her companion.

Alfie lifted his gaze to Leo and gave a weak smile. Then the boy sat, Koron pressing gently against him. “You’re pretty early to the meeting Alfie. That’s progress, y’know?” The fox said softly. Alfred was only half listening though, his gaze pulling in the direction of Fiori’s borders. He’d been doing so much thinking lately… and Fiori didn’t feel right without Razor. Should he… just leave?

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