four months of darkness
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_____At first, the walking had been a little hard to contend with. When they had left the remains of their home to search for another, Tawodi had barely been over a month old. He hadn't understood what was going on, he just knew who to defer to and who to listen to. They said to come on and follow and so he had without much question or comprehension of what had gone on. But as the months had wore on, little things had started to dawn on him. His parents weren't coming back and his siblings weren't going to catch up. Maybe they had died too, maybe not. Maybe some part of the tribe that hadn't been split up and didn't follow Ayegali was simply taking care of them all.


_____But as a few more weeks wore on, he started to lose sight of that altogether. Today he simply didn't have the mind for remembering the sound of their voices or what they even looked like. They were as distant as the place that they left; a place that he didn't know how to get back to even if he wanted to. The memories stopped hurting, eventually. Then the party had strung itself out and he had (perhaps foolishly) chased after what few had continued on ahead to investigate. Now Tawodi had done a good job of following right after the Chieftain, but in the process had gotten himself horribly separated and lost in the thick of a forest.


_____Unsure of how many days he was behind the others that had come ahead of him, he prowled alongside of a stream where he thought sure he was smelling one of the older (not necessarily in age) wolves from the Tribe, furiously pacing over the same stretch of ground for a moment before continuing along the winding trails, which ended up leading him to a dead end: a stream. Any footprints that were there disappeared into the water and it didn't help that both sides of the muddy bank were a mess of footprints and pawprints. A frustrated sigh punctured the air as he rocked back on his haunches, sitting and glaring into the wall of green across from him.

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