Redhawk Caldera you don't ever wanna step off that roller coaster and be all alone

His moment had gone undisturbed until a voice spoke to him from above. This couldn't be happening. He couldn't be seen doing something as wimpy as crying. His body still trembled with contained and compressed sobs, and the water continued to pool around his eyes lids though he dared not show his face. Instead, he buried his face into his paws, so deep that he could feel the ground against his snout and deeper. Pressed against the dirt, there was a moment of silence in which he did not move, to overwhelmed to speak.

But at last, when he realized the stranger would not simply go away, he spoke from within his paws. "Mno,", it must have sounded as his voice was muffled. But his defiant tone was signal enough. He did not want to speak. He wanted to see his mother. He would look back at this event and scowl at his pettiness, but in that moment, he could not care less. His tail wrapped around his form, his legs sucked in as much as they could against his body. Jack was not often like this, it was a rare occurrence. But it did happen, and he felt nobody else would understand.