Run from the storm within

Rudy had left the castle to stretch his legs and run.  He had originally imagined stopping when he got to the wildberry grove but wasn’t ready to return.  Rudy slowed as he came to the Bifrost for some time to kick at the water with a paw, feeling the water moving against him as if to prove to himself again the ice was gone from this area.  Rudy trotted along, finding a sense of relief as he got farther from home.  It was like trying to toss off a layer of himself, the part that held all the hurtful emotions.

The motley grey wolf still couldn’t find much to smile about but at least he felt a little calmer.  Maybe it was the scenery that helped cool off the emotions that otherwise seemed to churn within.   Life had felt as if still frozen along the Bifrost as if time itself had stopped.  The young man slowed as he came to the fjord, looking towards the water.  Finally, the wolf seemed to be done needing to go anywhere.  He sat for a moment then chose to lay down.  With his head between paws, he watched the water as it flowed along.  His ears and nose stayed alert for any trouble but his eyes he let relax on the water to find the rarity of calmness it seemed to be providing.

Rudyard Carpathius