Never thought I'd find you here

Kichi was done with following voices, and hopefully ignoring them would lead them to stop at somepoint.  As it was they were annoying him less it had been over half the day since they last annoyed him.  The strange crystals and mushrooms got accusing looks for being part of the whole strange scenary.  If these were connected into the dead talking then he hated them.  

The silver wolf had added numerous more scars to him over the last year.  There had still been a lot to learn when he had found himself alone.  The boy had learned but frequently it was in a hard way.  Under his neck there was a patch of fur that didn’t grow as dense as the rest, likewise a pink scar was visible on his lower jaw.  There were other slashes along his body but the fur did a better job at hiding those.  Each scar was proof that he had proved strong enough to survive whatever the world had thrown at him.  The worst scars were the ones hidden in his heart.

Kichi had no plans to ever have friends or family again.  Only thing caring for others got you was pain.  He had come up north for no better reason than the voices had lead him south before and it was time to prove he’d had enough.  Besides, he had grown up and spent more time in the wintery cold so it was a bit more like ‘home’.  The only one he allowed the term friend was Torch, the little water deer faithfully at his side.

Kichi had stopped to rest a while.  Finding a good tall rock he carefully avoided the crystals before lying down on it.  His front paws draped off the top, gaze looking afar.  He could see far off from this vantage point, though the rolling hills along with other rocks still hid plenty from his view.  What was important was he should spot any threats before they could surprise him.  

Torch staied off the rock, the little deer kicking aside some snow as it grazed.  Kichi smiled watching it, his one friend.  Death would be a slow and painful affair to anyone who ever dared harm Torch.

~Talk~