Trying To Find The Words

Rudy had been laying down half asleep.  The boy’s mind was processing through a lot of information with all that had happened with his return the other day.  At least, to him, it felt like a lot.  He’d learned the information he had come up with wasn’t worthwhile and so his entire trek had been a waste.  Rudy let out a resigned sigh and sternly assured himself there had been meaning.  He had seen and learned things and maybe it would help him someday, somehow.  Mom was still going to die and he hadn’t even helped her feel better.

When Rudy heard Luta howl his head came up, glancing about the room as he got his mind on straight.  Luta?  Mom!  Rudy charged out of his room and then slowing down as the stairs came into sight.  His stomach clenched at that point.  What was he going to find when he went down there?  The young wolf looked thoughtfully at the stairs.  Rudy clamped his jaw then lifted his head up.  Rudy Carpathius wasn’t going to look hesitant when he went to see mom.  With that determination found and a whirling stomach, he stepped down the stairs.

When he got down he spotted mom and Gwyn to one side but there was mom with Art.  Mom outside of the cell and Art embracing her.  Rudy had imagined this would be sitting with bars in between and trying to appear composed for her.  Art embarrassing her was too much and the motley grey wolf charged forward.  “Mom,” the young man's voice soft, pressing his own head up against mom’s other cheek.  She was stuck between two of them now.  Rudy’s tail was suddenly swishing back and forth. “Mom I love you."

She was clearly worse and that was horrible but right this second he didn’t want to think about that.  He wanted to feel mom’s fur against him, have his nose soaking up her scent and ignore the clinging sickness that came with it.  Rudy closed his eyes to imagine for a moment and picturing what his mom always looked like and that was the mom next to him.  Rudy knew things weren’t ok but for a moment in time, he could imagine it was.

Rudyard Carpathius