if i never saw you again

I grasped my life the moment I left. She rolled her shoulders in acknowledgement. If he saw it that way, so be it. It had been a coward's exit after a failed, half-cocked scheme. His shadow in on her memories began to slowly recede into something more recognizable: a raging child, overcome with emotion and nowhere to turn. Despite the tension keeping her keenly focused on his presence, his next words - an echo of that petulant child - made her snort. "I wouldn't expect you to," she replied. With a low stretch, Theory shook out her coat and stood back up to pad away towards the pack lands he had loathed so much. "Goodbye, Noir," she called over her shoulder. The empty night air answered back.