Catching up

Rudyard’s head was in the clouds, it seemed to be a frequent location for it these days.  It was amazing how quickly it had gone from depths of hell to sky-high after just a bit of time with Fern.  So much pain and yet so rarely cropping up now.

Rudyard made his way through his home, patrolling the castle, not on the lookout for threats inside but looking after those within.  He’d been in a coma, then been a victim and there was the ooze and plenty of things had happened while Rudyard had been injured.  He should have kept up on new members right away as he got better but he’d been hiding deep inside of himself with depression, and now he’d been putting all his time into Fern.

So now, today, he would put his mind back to work.  There was more to life than hunting and patrolling for the pack.  He needed to know everyone in his family and see that they were all well.  So on his rounds when he spotted a colorful wolf who seems to run a gambit of colors of a more fiery appearance.  How long has she been with the pack and ignored?  Well, time to start welcoming the new members and hope some hadn’t been around so long it felt awkward.

“Hello miss,” Rudy says with his best charismatic smile.  The motley wolf was always good with a fast smile, he use to smile all the time and has been doing a great deal of it recently.  The boy’s tail is mostly gone, a puff of it left where it had been.  Also, his one paw is always wearing its steel brace which fully covers the bottom of the foot, its been designed to give the semblance of toes for the two he lost. “I’m Rudyard, though most call me Rudy.”

Rudyard Carpathius