all washed up

Thankfully for Rhyme the fresh stream water had helped to subdue the headache that was pouding in his head. Though his thoughts were far more driven by the present moment than Shaye’s were. He helped her along, however strained he knew he would help carry whatever weight she needed to share with him. He remembered nothing, but he knew that his devotion should be to Shaye, the only wolf or things in the world that he recognized. The only thing that was important.

He helped her into the thicket, careful to make sure any squeezing meant that the briars got his coat instead of hers. Until they finally curled up into the the tiny clearing. The grass still had a bit of softness to it, and it was mostly protected from the wind and elements. Plus he didn’t think Shaye would make it much further. Both of them mostly collapsed onto the ground, but it felt natural to curl up with one another there. He fit around her like a puzzle piece, and the warmth between them soothed the chill that threatened to overcome him. They had nothing but each other, but it seemed like that was all they would need.

Rhyme held her a little tighter as she whispered to him sleepily, and he knew she didn’t mean this thicket they sheltered in. Her arms, his arms, together they were home. It didn’t matter what could be remembered when he had the most important thing right here. ”Home.” He agreed with a quiet ruble as he lay his head over her protectively and closed his eyes. Eager for a deep sleep.