Make the impossible possible?
Asvor
Knight
Trophy Hunter
04-26-2021, 07:28 PM
Admittedly his journey hadn’t kicked off to the best start. With a bit of guilt, the motley grey wolf had to admit there was a sense of freedom has left the castle. Whenever Rudy acknowledged that thought though a plague of guilt rained on the young wolf’s heart. Rudy had to find a magical cure for his mom so she didn’t die. It was to save his mom and to say the leader of their pack. It was to save the hearts of everyone in his family. So how could he really find enjoyment? Mom might die, mom probably would die no matter what. Rudy had imagined always trying to do what was right at home, and even if no one knew it in his own way the boy did watch his pack mates and desire to help them live a life free from pain. Maybe someday he would be able to good enough but right now he’d been failing. So his happy heart would fail and turn back into guilt and pain. Until he’d walked long enough for the pace to soothe his aching heart and help the boy find more interest in the world around him. At first, Rudy had been running but he was tired and had settled to a slow jog for now. Somehow trying to keep his senses on alert for other wolves or predators could almost take more energy than jogging did. For now, he ran along the wall of the fjord with the tree line, eyes casting occasionally downward deciding if he needed to head down and cross to the other side. Once it would have been a fun challenge but the boy was on a mission so that he’d rather lessen the risk of injuring himself. If he got too injured to travel mom would probably die. She’d probably die anyway. Up in the sky far above him, a hawk soared watching. On the boy's back rode a Tasmanian devil whose front paws held on to bits of fur seemingly well enough balanced. Please let him be wrong. Please let there be a healer who knew a cure for madness. His stomach rumbled for food but it was ignored. Food could wait. No need to waste time hunting yet. "Rudyard"
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