Alpine Lake Don't Say Goodbye

Ugh, I know. I'm hopeful they'll meet again one day though.

Pyx nodded her head once as Judas himself rejected the healing. She glanced back to her paws, mouth drawn. She glimpsed the despair only momentarily, and didn't want to stare into it deeply. He was her first friend in Moonspear. In Teekon itself. He seemed calmer now, and she wondered if somehow he might learn to control it by allowing it out in the open. If they lived together, perhaps he could beat it one day. If he learned to accept himself for what he was, perhaps he would see it was not to be feared as he thought. That alone would give him more power. Her hope glimmered weakly within her heart, but she did not speak on it.

She looked back up at him sharply as he mentioned goodbye again. "We're friends. You don't have to thank a friend for any of that. That's what being a friend means, Judas." The smile was one that was more familiar. He hadn't worn it often, even before, but she knew it as his own. She shook her head as he denied her answers. "But Judas..." She had only just begun when he turned and began to walk away. She was stunned for a moment and stared silently. Somehow...she knew that running after him would only ruin his control, would only turn this scene from bittersweet to bloody. 

Her ears fell against her head and her shoulders drooped. She watched his retreating back until she couldn't see him anymore. She dropped her head fully now, a quiet sob working its way up from her throat. She shuddered and sniffled as she tried to control the tears, watching her feet as they created holes in the snow. She knew now that her healing skills would have never been enough to help Judas. She did not blame herself. Her sadness was still strong though, still choking in her throat, as she thought of the lonely future that awaited her friend. He did not deserve this hand in life, the voice or the father he'd gotten. For that, and for Judas and the damned future he faced, she cried.