Moonspear baby i just want your damn bad intentions.

terance was not a menace-- he did not cause trouble and he sought to solve problems. he wasn't destructive, he preferred to mend-- to protect and to uphold. he was a lover, not a fighter, though he fought for what he loved. terance was not a heartbreaker, not a cheat, and most importantly-- terance was loyal. but today, terance did the single most destructive thing he'd ever done. he'd burned a bridge that, to be frank, just couldn't be rebuilt. and not just any bridge, but the one bridge he'd spent months upon months building. terance destroyed that bridge in a single day-- it took him less than 24 hours to completely annihilate the biggest part of his life that helped make him feel whole. it crumbled beneath him-- into dust beneath his feet. and though he wholeheartedly believed that this was the right decision for him-- for his health and happiness-- terance couldn't help but feel dirty. he felt dirty and slimy, and suddenly undeserving of the glorified title that rannoch bestowed upon him. 

just like the bridge terance was breaking, falling apart with each passing moment. he couldn't believe, not in a million years, that he could betray so many loved ones. because, truthfully, there was no reason for this. liffey was unhappy, and rannoch had devoted his life to her. if she was not happy, neither was he. but terance? terance was happy. life was okay, great, even-- and no one forced him into this. he chose to walk out, to betray trust, to turn his back on every wolf who had helped him grow, helped him heal, helped him become the stark young man that he was today. he was disgusted with himself, and would blame himself for every trial and tribulation that would occur because of this-- that had occurred because of this.

and yet, even with his brows furrowed, as he thought of every blind, sentimental moment he'd had with lyra, every joke and every patrol he'd had with hydra, every dumb bit of advice alya had given him, and every passing moment he'd had with the rest of the pack-- even as his eyes welled with tears and his heart pounded in his chest, his blood pumping through his body... as soon as terance took a step out of the border that he'd spent so many months strengthening, it felt all too much easier to breath.