saltwater tears sting his eyes, the wind tears cruel at his fur. the boy gulps, staring out to the sea that whips itself up in a frenzy. this place is utterly stranger, new and wracked by some great upheaval the raiding party seems to arrived on the tail-end off. he's been alone, now, for—weeks? months?
"pollux!" he shouts into the fray, squeezing shut his eyes and bracing against the howling wind that answers his call. "they were great wolves, philo. honourable, and wise, and brave." he sniffs, squeezing back the tears and straightening his spine. he will be brave, and smart, and honourable. he'll be alright.
with that, the boy resumes his way across the strand, and the wind screams its misery into the sea.
"pollux!" he shouts into the fray, squeezing shut his eyes and bracing against the howling wind that answers his call. "they were great wolves, philo. honourable, and wise, and brave." he sniffs, squeezing back the tears and straightening his spine. he will be brave, and smart, and honourable. he'll be alright.
with that, the boy resumes his way across the strand, and the wind screams its misery into the sea.
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