Finally relieved

 The man had been traveling to the steppe once every two or three days to see if Callisto had returned to hher den. So far she hadnt, but a man can hope. Asside from his Lavender, wandering back to her den was the onlything keeping him sane. The Lavender helped him sleep when his mind refused to be silenced and the traveling had given him somethimg to do in the winter months.

 Today was the first day of spring though, so his wanderings would soon consist of herb hunting rather than den visiting. The only thing he could do, had been doing, was wait and hope for her to come back. Hhe just didnt want her to be mad at him,  when and if she returned, for going into her den.

  Max would picture her and guess at what her expressions would be whenhe told her about all of the changes since his was gone. However, he closer he drew to the den, the more his mind would drift to how he would even react should he see her again. He wanted nothing more than to run to her and give her a hug, or as close to a hug as a wolf could get anyway. To nuzzle her and tell her how much he had missed her and worried about her. More than any thing he wanted to tell her how much he loved her. Yet he couldnt tell her how he loved her out of fear as he feared nothing more than her telling him that she didnt love him back.

 Whith his mind a now familiar tornado,  Maximous would climb over many stones to reach his destination.