Chimera Fields a crime so old as the sky and bone

ヽ(；▽；)ノ @Cypress

 

The winter had been long, but, finally, it seemed as though the world was melting around the eldest Frostfur as the earth made way for Spring. In turn, it also felt as though Rannoch was emerging from a frozen state as well. Having spent the last four months in solitude, Rannoch had spent a lot of time with himself. There had been good days for him; there had been okay days, but, mostly, the youth had found himself enveloped within a series considerably bad days. These days, which had been mostly within the first month of his solo expedition, as he wallowed in his self-pity. Feeling utterly alone in the world, he holed himself up in an abounded den that overlooked the sea and contemplated his very existence. It was within these spurts of thoughts where Rannoch Tiberous Frostfur began to heal. 

His healing was slow in the beginning as he quarreled with his inner-most demons. But, in time, such thoughts began to lift. Little by little he began chipping away at all that brought him down. He began with Blackrock Depths and allowing himself to get captured; the down spiral in which he was convinced that killed his parents. It was when this self-apology came that he started to venture from his sea-side home to track the nomad herds that settled in the territory around him. He became intrigued by the deer, drawn to their numbers by both hunger and curiosity. Though he was not skilled enough or bore no experience, Rannoch attempted to keep tabs on the herds. This helped a remarkable amount in his healing and lead to the next topic that needed forgiving: Lucy. 

The blue-eyed pup had fallen for the girl quickly and risked everything he loved dearly just to be with her. He pushed away Cypress, a whole other spectrum of his suffering, his parents, his pack-- he felt as such could not be forgiven. But in time, forgiving himself began easier, and he was starting to feel like his old self-- not the shell of himself that he had been for so long. 

When everything in regards to the blue-eyed girl had been forgiven and suppressed, Rannoch knew he had one last, and perhaps the hardest, hurdle to overcome: Cypress. The thought of his brother followed him like a dark shadow, stalking his every move and despite his newfound happiness he still found sadness at the thought of his raven-pelted sibling. Eventually, as days slipped by, Rannoch came to the conclusion that he would only forgive himself about what happened with Cypress if he sought out his brother and did it in person. 

So, with that, as the ice began to melt, Rannoch headed southward towards the forest he once called home. 

Being back in the Teekons was jarring to the seven-month old, yet, he pressed on. In an effort to avoid the Leviathan's reign, he tracked inland and wandered to the best of his ability to track down his former home. After was seemed like ages of clueless wandering, the mighty evergreens of the forest stood on the horizon and he paused at a considerable distance. This would be the first time that Rannoch saw the forest without his parents reign. This would be the first time that he would have to truly face their deaths in seeing the aftermath of all that had happened. 

He felt a sobering pain grip at his heart as he watched on for quite some time, attempting to assure himself that he could approach the forest. He wrangled his inner fear in an attempt to come over it triumphly, and yet, he couldn't bring himself to do it. Instead, as he sat alongside a hot spring, he lifted his call to the sky, beckoning for his brother. There was sadness in his voice, yet, somehow there was still a brim of hope hidden within.