Speed of Change

Wylan was still staying in a temporary den, through the idea of building a new den with Spider and Marina was a bright point to look forward to in the future. But the damage to his wing and forepaw was so severe that he'd been practically under house arrest since the blight. Marinas orders.


A knock at the door, followed by a voice surprised him. For a social wolf, he'd had very few visitors while he recovered. It really showed how one-sided his friendships had truly been. The only wolf who'd come to him the very second they weren't locked out of quarantine had been Spider. That loyalty had installed something in Wylan. A deep appreciation. 


Now, weeks later, Ignita decided to pay him a visit. Perhaps she was bored. His emotions towards her were complicated. He'd crafted her warm bedding, he'd helped train her to pass her tests. He tried to be there when she had needed him, but he was still feeling very sorry for himself. Feeling ashamed and heartbroken that his friendship had meant less to her, like he should have realised it.


Ignita bustled in without waiting for his answer. She supposed that was her right, as Basilisks betrothed. He looked to the small wolf she brought with her, an energetic wee thing. He looked back at Ignita, and was immediately annoyed at her. Did she know how he was feeling? Had she brought one of her kids to place her as a shield between them? He looked at his paws, he didn't like this side of himself. This feeling of betrayal and anger. “I'm not sure I'm up to visitors yet, Ignita.” The scent of Spider and Marina in the den brought lie to his words.