time flies when you're crying

So much had gone wrong in such a short amount of time. One minute he had been traveling with Tojo-kai up to the north for a festival and the next he was crying over a missing packmate. They had only been able to enjoy one day of the festival before everything had gone wrong. He hadn't even had time to seek out a certain someone to see how they were doing. Not that he really knew if the other man had shown up to the festival, but the hope had been there. Now, with Sayuri and several others missing with blood trailing their fading scents, Kuroo wasn't sure how to feel.

He had grown close to the woman but had fended off most of her advances. They were friends and he had been enjoying her companionship. Losing her now when he was beginning to get a sense of what he wanted in life felt devastating. His heart ached as he blindly ran south from the Sparse Pines. Tears filled his pale eyes as his ears clogged with the sound of his paws drumming into the earth. There was no telling where he was going, what he was doing, or when he would stop. All he knew was that he needed to get away from where disaster had struck.

Being unused to the frigid air of the north, his lungs began to seize up. Making it harder to breathe, Kuroo began to wheeze as his steps slowed. Still not paying attention to his surroundings, he dragged himself to a wall-like structure. The cool stone felt good upon his overheating body as he leaned up against it. Tears still flowed down his cheeks as he attempted to gather his breathing back into order. Dipping his muzzle closer to the ground, Kuroo slumped against the wall and let out all of his emotions.

"Speech"