The Ties That Bind Us

Corbin knew he couldn’t stay gone forever.  Well, mostly he knew that.  Some wolves roamed as lone wolves their entire life so it really was possible.  It wouldn’t work though.  Corbin had to live with their father's horrible death.  He’d been able to do no more than stare at the freshly killed corpse.  He hadn’t been fast enough then.  

Lying sprawled out in the den, bored with recuperating, an aching throb in the leg, and an aching heart he was hardly a cheery soul.  The world had been simple and filled with wonder as a pup.  Now it was filled with …well, enough said.

Still, having his family near was nice, at least for a time.  His tail swished in greeting as he heard Haydee’s voice, “Come on in Hay,” a second pause before adding in a bit of dry humor, “Just layin around.”

"Family"