Winter Moon

The male immediately asked Alarik why he had wanted to stop and say hello. It was such a sudden and unusual question that he found himself speechless for a moment or two. "I don't know, I guess I just like to meet new wolves. And you can't meet someone without saying hello," he explained with a smile. But then things got worse. The poor man stammered again, trying to convince Alarik he was fine. He squeezed his eyes shut, fighting with the demons in his head, and Alarik felt the urge to come closer and offer him comfort. But he knew comfort would most certainly not come from him coming closer. So he stayed right where he was.

He begged to be left alone, and Alarik was torn. This man clearly needed help. So should he respect his wishes and leave? Or stay and find a way to help him? "I want to do what you're asking me to do, but... I'm worried that you're in danger. Are you sure there isn't anything I can do to help? Anything."