Cold hard Truths

Fenix Isokan

Fallen ill? He could ask himself the same question over and over again. He felt like a failure and the future had soon slipped out of his paws. Fenix found himself longing for the days spent with his mate. Before the birth and death of his children. Fenix thought he’d healed and mourned properly. He’d made a goal, sought for it, then suddenly it had all dropped off. Partially it was his fault, he hadn’t even seen tan in a while. Not since the meeting, and so Bellamy would be absent for a time as well. Fenix hadn’t taken the time to speak with Haydee or the other of Bellamy’s children. Fenix had seen Lucs pups which had stirred all sorts of emotions within.

So yes, he’d stopped eating. Appetite low the roaring sounds of the falls had the weak male staring at his reflection in the water. Nobody had seen him in a while, his unkempt messy fur not that it seemed it bothered the day dreaming man. Fenix began mindlessly dipping his paws into the water. In and out. In and out. Listening to the sounds of the water as he did. Perhaps like a pup but his concentration seemed to stiffen on that. His paws, and the motion of doing it over and over and over again.