Learn to live with the unimaginable

Outlaw heard Ulric’s call, ears straightening for a moment to hear the intent but then taking the time to finish just a bit more on braiding what would eventually be a decent rope.  He didn’t take more than an extra minute and it wasn’t so much wanting to finish the rope but his mind pondering on what was to come.  Not that he really knew for sure but the dog knew enough of what was going on to realize there were going to be a bunch of sad faces and sadder still kids and their mom.  Outlaw decided to acknowledge he just wasn’t smart enough to plan out what he’d do to help.

The dog left his room and jogged to the meeting area, stepping in to see almost every wolf present.  Looking about those gathered he saw a mix of expressions and a lot of distancing.  The dog really did love the kids.  His eyes tracked one hurt pup to another and even if it wasn’t noticed his heart grieved for them in a way he didn’t really use to.  Outlaw wasn’t used to feeling such pain as the kids were so there was no part of him that could truly know what they were going through and only that it was bad.  This was the sad point of life.  Maybe someday friendly words could help but the dog doubted it would be today.

Outlaw’s problem now was deciding where he was needed most.  The dog stood at the entrance for a time and while never looking directly at them had to choose between Art, Daphne, and relatively close Gwynn or Grimshaw, or Avantika?  As far as he could surmise they were the ones who needed someone most.  Well, that was an answer, wasn’t it?  Outlaw had thought of going to the cluster of siblings but they already had each other.  He made his way towards Tika.  The dog didn’t try to speak to her but only sat down beside her instead.  

Outlaw