Noctisardor Bypass The world was made of water and I was a ship

Ah! I’m so excited! If there’s anything that is off about referencing the disbandment of Rivenwood/family, just let me know!

A month of wandering.

A month alone.

A once happy-seeming home, at the very least in his eyes, had become broken, disbanding and separating.

His mother, Mama—no, Druid, as she once told him she preferred he called her—had disappeared. He did not know where she had gone, nor the why. Why, Mama? Auntie Heda had gone, too. He had woken in the early hours of a morning that seemed like years ago, eyes rapidly blinking as they adjusted to the morning sun before emerging into the clearing that hugged their den. He hadn’t realized how alone he was until he realized that scents were diluted, the clearing and den missing the familiar perfumes of his family.

Surviving alone, feeding on insects and small rodents, the once round puppy became leaner, eyes a little more haunted, and the smallest of noises jumped him. His first instinct was to snap and bare his teeth, but his eyes were wide and swimming with fearful tears. He was rather large for a young pup, but he felt so small. 

So young. So alone.

Today, he traveled along the river, solemnly following its banks. Out of boredom, his eyes watched the water bubble and break, unawares of a familiar face ahead of him. His eyes broke away, suddenly realizing he was no longer alone. His brain and senses did not catch up to him before he broke into a deep growl, his teeth clacking in a snap.