Sleeping Dragon well, he talks like an angel but he looks like me

@Seabreeze (set for september 20th)

terance left the sanctuary aflame. every limb felt like at any second it could catch fire, and both his mind and heart had already begun to burn. his throat was so dry as the smoke of the flames within him had attempted to close it. he was so upset, so angry, so hurt. he felt quite literally like he could burn to ash. and at this point-- so what if he did? 

it was in a below a mountain where terance finally slowed from his trek away from his family. despite seabreeze asking him to stay, okeanos had so clearly blamed him for the suffering that the three of them had endured-- and his influence had turned ibis into a ball of fury, which she shot at him through thorny death glares. he hurt-- so much. terance hoped to be so much happier on this trip, but it had simply gone so wrong. first with lyra-- of all wolves-- and then with his family. there was no happy reunion-- at least, it didn't last long. 

terance was so defeated. he had tried so hard, for so long-- and he just couldn't make everyone happy. in fact, he could make no one happy. and at this point, terance could only think of one wolf who had ever kept his own happiness in mind. and that was rannoch. despite all the hardships he endured, terance knew that he'd made the right choice following rannoch. he was his best friend forever, and nothing would break their bond. never. 

he walked with his head down and his ears forwards, keeping only partially alert-- he was too emotionally drained to really care at this point, anyway. he had a small inkling of her presence, somewhere around the base of the mountain-- through short bursts of wind direction. but terance was upwind, and never bothered to check. he just kept walking.