you always want what you can't have

He might not have come this way without a little encouragement from his aunt, he’d been content enough to leave his interactions with Aslatiel when she was knocked out. He’d had a hard enough time holding her in that state, he wasn’t sure he could hold himself together any better being in her conscious presence. Were it not for Iolaire Indigo might have looked much more disheveled than he did. His close proximity to his aunt had him reminded to groom and take care of himself.

Indigo wanted to be stronger than this pain that held tightly to his chest, but all he wanted to do was feel sorry for himself. Io played as his conscious, and his responsibilities hadn’t suffered so greatly. Every day that went by made him desire the safety of the Hallows. Maybe the grass was greener on the other side, but he could see hope over the border.

Indy stopped outside his sister’s den, this wasn’t the place that he was familiar with, he wasn’t sure if he’d ever been inside before. It only made the distance between them that much more obvious. He debated about turning around in that moment as his chest tightened and his breathing became more difficult. He could smell the different wolves that frequented his sister’s den and he forced himself to swallow a sob as his emotions got the better of him once again. He sighed softly and very nearly turned away again.