Neverwinter Forest You’ll just have to wait and see

@Vallkyrie

He'd take the victory that one of his sons was no longer missing. One down, how many to go? Did he want to count? No. He didn't want to. He couldn't. But even if he didn't, he knew they were there, ghosts that lingered just over his shoulder. It weighed him down. He couldn't face the list -- it was evidence he'd failed at something that should have been so simple.

But so, he patrolled. Days blended together, and more often than not, it wasn't like anything exciting happened. That was probably good. With the way things had gone, it was probably a good thing that stuff wasn't exciting. How much more could he stand? How long had it been since he'd smiled on his own? He couldn't remember. What had happened to his life? Why had it gone so wrong? He stopped, peed on a tree, and continued along. His steps were slow. Mal was a different wolf than he had been months ago, pretty scruffy, with a few sharper angles that shouldn't be there. Worn.