Fix me Father

The boy had ran after he had ran from the scene at the battlefield. His Aunt seemed to be very angry while his Uncle seemed mutual; and the stranger oddly enough seemed nice. He remembered the look she had given him, the snarls she had emitted. What had happened to the Aunt he had met at the Seracian border not too long ago? She said that she loved him and that she would take care of him and look after him. She lied! He lashed out at the wall of the cavern he had wandered into. Pushing himself against the wall the boy let out a snarl as he threw himself against the wall once more. Maybe the physical pain would make the mental pain go away. Maybe it would ebb his sadness and give him some hope. Augustus couldn't really see for his vision was blurry from tears. His white gaze settled on the ground as he wiped his face with a paw. After blinking a few times could be focus on his surroundings. The yearling was in caverns. He had heard that his father supposedly died or either inflicted his own death in a cavern.

Anger overcame the wolf once more as he went to scratch the wall. As he did so the boy's eyes widened as he saw claw marks that have already been there. They seemed to be out if anger...sadness perhaps? Could these be his father's could this show him the pain his father had felt? The similar pain Auggie felt? Like father like son. So he scraped the wall next to the other set of marks once. Sitting back to look at it his where very similar to the other marks. Then looking down was a paw print in mud that seemed to have dried. He walked up to it and put his own paw in it...almost a perfect match other than the fact it was a but bigger than his own paw. The Bo somehow knew this was from his father...and to think he could have almost gone down the same way...no! He would not! He would live for him! Loved or not he would make it through!

His white gaze looked further down into the caverns he closed his eyes for a moment and imagined. Imagined Octavian becoming lost and breaking. Imagining inflicting wounds upon himself. Imagining...hm? There was another paw print closer to the entrance. Smaller than the other one. Almost like it would belong to a female. Loccian! His Aunt had been here! The dried mud was pushed back; she had been running. Running to him? To save him? The boy looked at it closely then looked up at the exit of the cave. He walked outside and stood in the middle of the tree-less space. He imagined a rainy evening which would have turned the dirt into mud. A pool of blood around the wolf that had been dropped into this upturning of mud and dirt. Grass faced outwards as all but bloodstained ground remained now.

Augustus lay himself down where the bloodstained ground was. Where his father had taken his last breath. When his father left his mother completely. When his father left his sister. When his father left his brother. When his father left his pack. And when his father left him...his son. A tear streamed down Auggie's face as he lay there. He looked over at the other dried mud with an indent in it where another sat, Loccian. She witnessed his final moments didn't she. But why did she seem so cruel today? Why does it seem like a shell has hardened over her heart so? The boy imagined once more as he closed his eyes.

Rain fell upon the land. A pool of blood around the two. They probably spoke their final conversation as both were probably scared. Sadness was what his Aunt probably felt. Scared was his father probably as he lay on death's doorstep. Broken was his strong heart. And broken was he by the paw of who? Who had driven him to do such a thing? Who had driven his father mad? The boy could only lay there as tears streamed down his cheek....longing for the father he never saw.

His Aunt wouldn't come for him. He knew she wouldntz she didn't love him anymore! Just like anyone else he had known! She snarled at him! Sent him away! She didn't give a piece of crap about the boy. But even if she came he would still be happy she even cared a little to come for him....but he doubted it. Maybe he would wander this area and grow up here. Or if she found him he would come back here eventually once grown and see if his law would fit his father's paw-print. Augustus felt so much pain at the moment. It was something that pierced his heart and hurt. His heart felt heavy and his spirits low. No one cared...no one loved...sometimes he wished he had never been born....