He had been mostly in his own mind, drifting away with the wind. Simply looking out amoung the scenery, with thought of rain had brought him back. Back to his younger days, as if he could still feel the pain. By the time he realized someone was near by they had already begun to trip over him. He couldn't stop it, he winced as his leg was jarred.
As the other wolf rolled, Torrent jumped back. A soft whimper escaped his muzzle as he moved to quick for his leg to keep up. Even as he was still trying to figure out what happened, the other male was already up and glaring him down. How, how was this.... He gasped "No..."
Even before the other wolf imposed himself in a threatening manner Torrent was pulling back. As the other wolf was reaching for his blade. Torrent was pulling back, as the memories flooded back in response. Pushing up as close to the wall as possible, it flooded back to him. The dark fur, the menacing look just like before. It was how it all started, it was how it ended. He couldn't fight then, he couldn't fight now. He wanted to dissappear, he wanted to become the rock and run. He couldn't, the other wolf was by the entrance, and Torrent couldn't move fast enough to get past him. The idea of running back frightened him. He couldn't think, he couldn't function. He had to think, he had to calm down.
He shut himself away, he shut away the pain. He pulled away, burying any connection he had. As a thick veil was pulled down over his fears, he pulled himself down with it. Lowering himself to the ground, pulling his ears back. His tail wrapping under his body, his eye focused on the ground. A soft reply escaped his muzzle after a delay, "... I apologize for having encumbered you."