04-03-2011, 08:40 PM
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Even with the brief twitch his ears gave as the words reached him he did not turn his sight towards Virgil, he didn’t even dare to. His overwhelmed brain had to take a few minutes before even processing what his father had said, softly clearing his throat in an uncomfortable reflex. “Sure father, as soon as my paw is healed” almost as in answer more weight was pressed into this said limb without even thinking about it, a small jump on his face as the ghost of pain ran through his nerves.
He partially wanted everything to just go away; he was perfectly content with the way he had being building at the thought of being alone. Of course at the beginning the idea was like poison to his mind but he had slowly come to accept it as a part of him. Having the ashen wolf here with him only reopened the channel for this same poison to flow freely. But that was not what he really sought, he was not a coward and if he had to face the situation no matter how bad it hurt he would.
He had not noticed until now that his father had been speaking to him. Embarrassment showered down on him as he had not been paying attention, but four words where more than enough to understand what he just said “It was their fault”. Those simple words creating a constant echo that moved though all his being. The feeling of not being held responsible for what happened made a wave of peace wash over him, the anguish that had been holding his heart in an iron grip was slowly giving way. Falgar could barely feel as his father made physical contact with him as the complicated knot that was surrounding his mind slowly began untangling itself. Welcoming the warmth from the known touch he leaned forward, resting his neck over Virgil’s own, aching for the comfort the older wolf seemed to be offering.
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Even with the brief twitch his ears gave as the words reached him he did not turn his sight towards Virgil, he didn’t even dare to. His overwhelmed brain had to take a few minutes before even processing what his father had said, softly clearing his throat in an uncomfortable reflex. “Sure father, as soon as my paw is healed” almost as in answer more weight was pressed into this said limb without even thinking about it, a small jump on his face as the ghost of pain ran through his nerves.
He partially wanted everything to just go away; he was perfectly content with the way he had being building at the thought of being alone. Of course at the beginning the idea was like poison to his mind but he had slowly come to accept it as a part of him. Having the ashen wolf here with him only reopened the channel for this same poison to flow freely. But that was not what he really sought, he was not a coward and if he had to face the situation no matter how bad it hurt he would.
He had not noticed until now that his father had been speaking to him. Embarrassment showered down on him as he had not been paying attention, but four words where more than enough to understand what he just said “It was their fault”. Those simple words creating a constant echo that moved though all his being. The feeling of not being held responsible for what happened made a wave of peace wash over him, the anguish that had been holding his heart in an iron grip was slowly giving way. Falgar could barely feel as his father made physical contact with him as the complicated knot that was surrounding his mind slowly began untangling itself. Welcoming the warmth from the known touch he leaned forward, resting his neck over Virgil’s own, aching for the comfort the older wolf seemed to be offering.
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