tell me how to move on
09-07-2020, 11:16 PM
He wasn't sure why he was here. In all of his thinking and soul searching - if that was what he could even call it - he hadn't been able to figure out what he wanted. He had thought perhaps a change of scenery might help him get a different perspective, but... he wasn't sure this was what he had in mind. The volcano had drawn his father in once upon a time and perhaps something about it called to him in the same way. He had set off from the pack's lands without a destination in mind. He just picked a direction and started walking, telling Yurei that he might be gone for a day or two. He knew she didn't like being alone and admittedly he didn't like leaving her alone either, but he had to think. He couldn't just keep their lives in limbo forever because of his own insecurities and inability to decide what was worth it. Casso let his dark paws carry him across the landscape that still felt familiar even though he hadn't lived here or even near it since he was very young. Something about the lands that you grew up in never really seemed to leave your memory - or at least it didn't for him. The area looked different of course after the eruption, but somehow it still felt the same. The warmth of the rocks under foot, the sulfur laden smell of the lava, the ash and shoot that covered his paw pads as he walked... that was all the same. He glanced up toward the top lip of the volcano and paused when he spotted another figure standing at the edge of it. For the most brief, fleeting moment he thought it might be his brother or a ghost of his father since he was looking at the stranger from a fair distance and it just looked like the dark form of a male, but he very quickly realized it was neither of those wolves. It was just a stranger that he had never met. He wasn't sure that he had never actually been to the top of the volcano himself and he wasn't entirely sure he wanted to. Being here had already put him on edge enough without having to look the lava and source of the heat and power that his father had so desperately craved in the face. He did wonder what the stranger was doing there though so he waited and lingered for a moment longer, his two-toned gaze watching the black and tan wolf with a mild curiosity. |
