The Heartwood Never Felt a feeling of comfort.

trust me, i knew what i was getting into when i replied;)

rolling still in drygrass paws covering head then face then head thinking next moment hoof will crack skull like chickenegg

but moments passed no trampling came t.k. was laying still on back paws still covering eyes

there was a dragging sound

(ok)

then words

(?????)

.

the greyhound twisted got on all fours scrambled away backwards.

wolfbeast.

big big wolfbeast.

all tattered and torn and strong and blood-eyed.

a whimper.

but then other memory

rodyn

and as brain struggled to think up next thing, wolfbeast turned and left

"t.k!"

breathless and gasping and posture small and unsure and lips trembling brindled dog watched bigbigwolfbeast's back.

"name. nameist.k." 

i'll be t.k. you be, you be...?