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The winds called to Ezra. He had always been on the run, always exploring, never staying in one place for very long. The boy couldn’t help it, it was like inertia; after so long alone on the road, he had never wanted to stop. But everything changed when he met Ever. She was always on his mind, and the fact that she was here made him never want to leave. Instead, to satiate his craving for travel, Ezra was always running, but instead always came back home at night. It wasn’t that he felt caged, but his mind couldn’t help but wondering what was beyond his packland, even though he had everything that he needed here.
Today was no exception. His mind yearned for the west. It would probably never go away, this problem, but for now, it was under control. Ezra continued west out of the Court until he didn’t know where he was. Ezra found himself on the curve of a hill, shaded and dewy. The boy sighed, finally slowing to a stop. There was something distinctly different about his feet. The calluses he worked almost a year were starting to soften. His cuts had healed and scars remained at the bottom of his legs. It was almost a little depressing to him, but he let the feeling fade away. He needed to modify his habits to fit his new lifestyle, and the potentially new life he was going to lead with Ever.
The afternoon was chilly, but not unmanageable. The boy let out a content yawn before settling down on the fiery leaves below him, bi-colored tail wagging against the leaf litter. It was peaceful, and that’s all he needed. Ezra never really made friends outside of his family until now, and was content to be alone. It was calming and it kept him sane. Ever and him hadn’t taken their relationship to the next level where she was always around, but he would cross that bridge when he got to it. Everything was fine. “All the time in the world,” the boy muttered to himself, unable to contain another yawn.