Moonspear I lose myself tonight

terance smiled softly. even though an apology was much indeed needed-- as he himself had apologized, and he hadn't even seen anything wrong with what he'd done-- he'd let it slide. all three of the red leaf-disarrino children held their own air of stubbornness-- wraen was not excluded. "well, i'll help look," he told her, stepping forward to give his sister a soft nudge to the shoulder, his own olive branch, "and i guess i could tell you what's been going on... no promises it'll make any sense." then again, maybe wraen could explain it. though, terance doubted it, as rannoch could explain what was happening, and terance counted rannoch as one of the smartest wolves he'd ever met.

"so, after that bear attack i started to feel real... dull. not like boring dull, but like all my senses were just shutting down. nothing really excited me or interested me. i had no motivation-- you remember when i feel down through the ranks? that was prolly' the worst of it. and like, i really don't know why." that was as lengthy of an explanation as he could give her. maybe she wanted more? probably, it was wraen they were talking about, after all. but terance just hated blubbering on like this, it was so stupid-- why did this even happen? he couldn't say. "i couldn't focus, either, which is why i ended up telling rannoch. i think i zoned out through half of his stories on patrols-- i had to tell him or i just looked like a douchebag who didn't care about his friend," he added, which gave him a small realization, "guess i didn't piece together i was probably doing that to you too... huh... but, anyway, i wasn't sad. i know what sad feels like, and that wasn't it. and nothing was happening to me to make me feel this way, it was just this strange... cloud. i dunno."

that was about all he could think to say-- though he'd answer any and all of her questions. boy did he hate talking about this. "i'm better now, i don't know where it went or why... but it's not bad anymore."