Stone Circle Here you come again

1-post cameo. No need to acknowledge.

It was the sound of her laughter that drew him; Day loved her regardless of her moods, but he loved her laughter the most. The world just seemed to right itself when she was happy. If she was happy, it meant they were doing something right, that the world was in order, that life could go on. Maybe he put too much stock in the wisdom of her moods, or maybe he was just willing to fit his world to those constraints.

Either way. He still loved her laugh.

But this? Day watched with barely-concealed anger as the two romped and played and laughed. Day had never liked that man, but he liked him even less, now. What he felt was as close to hatred as the male was capable, and it made his fur bristle all the way down his spine.

Later on, he would recongize these emotions for what they were - jealousy. And he would mourn the loss of his sanity accordingly, and tell himself he would make friends instead of enemies and that Adeline was allowed to do the same. He didn't own her. He didn't have a monopoly on her friendship.

For now, he glared silently at the pair for a few more minutes, hating the tightness in his chest and the growl that rumbled up in his throat. When he could take no more, he stalked back into the trees and disappeared from sight. It would be several hours before anyone saw him again.