What life could be without you

He wasn't sure how long it was before the tears finally stopped and his breathing finally returned to a normal, steady rhythm. He felt empty, but not necessarily in a bad way. All of that hurt and anger and disappointment that had been building and building behind this facade had finally been released out into the world. This emptiness was almost like a relief. Instead of feeling pain, he just felt numb. He let his paws slip away from his face and he blinked his eyes against the sunlight as he opened them again. His eyes felt dry and achey and his cheeks were completely damp from his tears - small prices to pay in order to get his emotions out of his way.

Ulric stood and walked to the edge of the pool of water, looking at his reflection for a moment before dunking his head under the water, rinsing off the tracks the tears had made in his fur and cooling his irritated eyes. After shaking the water off he sighed and turned to go back toward the castle, abandoning the mini "picnic" and the scrap of fabric he had brought it in. He quickly realized that it wasn't the meal he was interested in - he hardly brought enough to be more than a snack anyway. What he had really wanted was to just walk through the motions and make himself realize that she was gone. He needed that moment of catharsis and he had gotten that.

When he neared the border of the pack he glanced up from the ground in front of his feet and was surprised to see Resin sitting ahead of him. It made his steps slow for a moment as he tried to wrap his head around facing another wolf again before giving up on that entirely and walking toward Resin anyway. There wasn't many wolves that he would be comfortable being around in his current state, but Resin was one of the select few on that list. "Resin? What are doing out here?" he asked as he drew closer and stopped in front of her.

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