Firefly Ravine Not All Treasure Is Silver And Gold

It wasn't uncommon to spot the dark man to be scrounging for any alcoholic substance, Spring had come and by now there must be some source to ease his troubled mind. It took much to make the man uneasy, and the possibility of him being a father, the possibility of his children being killed, clouded the man's mind. Why was it so difficult to find this intoxicating drug this year? It had been so plentiful in the past. Just when he was about to give up, again, the faint scent of an overripe apple. He instantly stopped in his tracks, completely still for a good few seconds, taking in the smell, before bursting off in its direction. It wasn't long, with his speed or not, when he reached an apple tree near the border of Firefly Ravine. It was young, but there lied an apple that had to have been their for days, now fermented for his needs. Could this be true? Was the holy grail really standing in front of him, ready for him to devour it? He was ecstatic. "I've missed you, love." He whispered to the fruit, a smirk played across his face. He finally opened his mouth, taking a clumsy bite out of the soggy fruit. Had he not been doing so for years, the texture and taste would make him wish to barf, but he knew the benefits and it was completely worth it. 

His joy was multiplied when spotting another expired apple lying agaisnt the young tree, it wasn't long before that one was scraped up by him as well. Soon enough the effects starting kicking in, his already broken stagger was more prominent, his head gestures all over the place. This was all he wanted. No longer would he be worrying of the pups, no longer would he think of Sen, no longer would he fear for the pack, for now all he could do was focus on not tripping. He let out a laugh of joy, oh how he missed this. If only he had another to share this with, it was unlikely he'd find a willing soul, nor want to share the scarce amount he believed there was. None of that really mattered for the time being though, all that did was—whoop, almost fell.