Blackfeather Woods tides that I tried to swim against

it was his mother the boy sought that day, for questions had been, plaguing him for a long while, some of which made him unsure and worried, others of which brought him a certain amount of confusing happiness. Thus he howled for her quickly, settling down in a lighter part of the wood, snow dusting everything around him. Stripped of its foliage, the dark wood did not seem quite as intimidating, yet menacing all the same.

settling on his haunches, he waited for @Vuk with an even mixture of nervousness and expectation, for already had he guessed at the answers to some of his questions, yet hoped her words would bring a final verdict to his thoughts.