Swiftcurrent Creek But if you close your eyes, does it almost feel like nothing changed at all?

His patrol was hard to get through this morning as the weight of everything sat heavy on his chest. He didn't know what Rosalie's presence here would mean for him, and it only added to his ever-present anxiety. He couldn't help but be scared that @Alessia would take off, children still inside, and disappear with her best friend; it was a fear he felt he had no right to have, but that didn't stop it from making its way into his thoughts any chance it got. He tried to reason with himself--tell his brain that she wouldn't do that, but no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't stop the intrusive flashes of an empty den and a fruitless search leaving him utterly alone and even more broken than he already was. 

He sighed heavily and shook out his coat, wanting desperately to shake out the awful thoughts like they were just dirt in his inky fur; if only it were that easy. He started walking again, too distracted by now to even try to mark anything or inspect scents. He was just going through the motions, hoping to find something to take his mind off things.