Wapun Meadow Day Tripper

Wandering - that's was what he was doing. Aimlessly, mindlessly wandering, away from this field, away from the ghost who continuously haunted him, away from the pain that resurfaced after months of respite. Almost drunkenly in his stupor, the man walked with a sideway angle, threatening to fall over onto his side in a dizzying frenzy - but he continued on despite the looming slant.

"Hey!" She called out, and immediately he stood still, tail flickering behind him in one quick flip while he listened to the words, no matter how toxic they may be; but they weren't. They were kind. Supportive. It confused him further. All he could remember from his last encounter with Rhaella were those toxic words poisoning his right of mind. 

"it's okay to have these feelings" those words bore into his mind a new, clawing their way into his memory. He couldn't speak in response as his jaws clenched themselves shut, grinding while he continued to try and comprehend it all. He didn't know how to react, what to say. He had accused this innocent woman with the crimes of another, only to be offered something so kind. "you are not alone, no matter how much you convince yourself that you are." she continued, and he simply could not handle it all. 

For once he longed for the hatred to be brought down upon him, it was something he was at least familiar with, something he had dealt with for much longer than just this year. Finally, his jaws slacked, but he wouldn't dare to speak or look back at the little black woman in fear of a new response of his own. Instead, he sighed, and continued on his path to nowhere.