i'm Comin' Home

Beat would allow Twig as many hugs as she wanted. He gratefully curled against her little frame, his tail thumping on the ground behind him. He was happy. It had been a long, long time, but he was happy. He wouldn't forget those that he lost, but he would try to set them aside so that they didn't rule his life with their deaths. The boy could only hope that his siblings would right their own lives eventually. He felt as though he didn't even know them.

Since Twig wanted to take him to her den and feed him, the boy nodded and went along with her. It would be nice to have company and strengthen his relationship with the pale woman that made herself his caretaker. In the future, he would repay her somehow.

"Chatting." & 'Thinking'