A ghost told me to meet you

Rudy stirred awake from a dream, sleep fogged mind trying to remember shreds of the dream but all he could remember was it was something important to him.  All that happened by trying to remember details was to wake him up further.  Letting out a sigh he left his room finding it would still be a little while until the sun rose.  Rudy huffed as it was far too early for him.
‘Rudy’

The boy jerked his head up automatically fully awake.  He couldn’t see her but there was no doubting the voice.  “Mom?” Resin.  Resin was dead but he would never forget her voice.

'It’s time to quit being a child Rudyard.  I need you to do something.'

The light rebuke was a stab to the heart.  His dead mom came back to chastise him?  It was wonderful to hear her voice but that was what she wanted to say to him?  It took a moment before the second part registered. “Alright, what?  Is it really you?”

There was silence.  Rudy waited for what seemed like forever though in reality it wasn’t even a full minute.  'Go north to the fjord.  There is a wolf searching for the hallows.'

“But is it really you?” Rudy tried to demand a response from the invisible voice.  It sounded like her, his heart ached for it to be her even if it started with a rebuke but what if it wasn’t her?  What else could it be?  Could a normal wolf pull off a trick like this?  Rudy’s mind circled around the thought but couldn’t think up a way to pull a trick and he’d label himself pretty crafty.

'It’s me.  Now go.'

That was what happened and what had led Rudy to the fjord.  It was a hike for him but doable.  It was good to realize he was getting in better shape but there was still a ways to go.  He was fairly certain it would be a long trip back.  He tried talking to Resin on the way but rarely got answers.  

“How come your talking?  Is it because of all the strange stuff going on?  Is it hard to talk?” Rudy walked slowly along the path unsure of where exactly to go. “Do you know where the other wolf is?”

'Just wait for her.' The voice stated.

Rudy snapped at a firefly that was nearby in agitation, spitting it out afterward.  They were as irritating as gnats at this point.  “I’m sorry mom.  I’ll do better.”

Rudyard Carpathius