Can't You See?
He brought himself back here. Forcing himself to leave the moontouched cliffs, his gaunt form moved with difficulty. He wanted his mother, wanted his father...but he felt like he'd never have that comfort again. Hollow eyes were focused on one thing, and that was finding the den that he grew up in. The surroundings were growing recognizable, and drove him to move faster, though the faster he went the more he began to trip over small branches or rocks. His breath came in short ragged gasps, heart pounding his thin chest and causing stitched feelings in his side. But he was almost there! He could feel it in his aching bones!
What would he find when he got there? Was Pamela still there? Was the dream he had, just that? Just a nightmare? He hadn't seen his father in so long...he wanted him back. But he hadn't come to accept that fact yet. He wasn't sure he could. "Mom...Dad...I'm coming...home.." The words drew out in winded whispers, pace quickening until the den was finally in sight. The scents around him told him that they were here! With a giddy heart, he pushed on with the last of his strength until he propelled himself into the waiting arms of his mother and father...or so he thought. He collapsed upon the ground, the hallucinations remained as he lied against the far wall, his mind losing itself. "Dad! Mom! I missed you!" He whined, tail wagging weakly as he fell into another state of mind. He was sick. Emaciated. His lack of sleep, food, and water was making him sick...but he was here. He was back with his parents, and that's all he wanted. |
