Fading Waterfalls

He finally stopped chewing, swallowing the piece in his mouth as he stared at Terra. “No.” he declared, sharp as a whip. “Screw that. I don’t need them, and you don’t need them. I’m not waiting around here to see if my family patches itself back together again, and you're not hanging around waiting to ‘get good’” he declared. Putting his paw down on the meat in front of him. The desperation in her voice wasn’t missed by him, and he knew the feeling. He’d taken too long hanging around Firside, trying to decide what he wanted to do, and his family had splintered around him.

“Stick with me, Terra. Two can hunt better than one” It started out as a bold statement, before starting to devolve into something more like a nervous question. Would Terra even want to stick with him?

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