Ankyra Sound the long way round

It seemed such a crazy idea that Wildfire lived out here. He remembered fondly all the trips they had made in the Caldera before she had eventually left the place, and wished sometimes that they could just go back to those simpler times. Eljay broke a little when Wildfire made a soothing sound by his ear — he just wanted to crumble into her at that moment, and it took a lot of willpower to stay strong.

He nodded inbetween rapid, panicked breaths as Wildfire asked him for confirmation that he'd really left. "I had to," he reiterated, just in case she'd missed that part. When she asked if everything was okay he was quick to nod. The fact that they were totally fine was exactly what his problem was. "Yes — yes, they're — everyone's fine." He nodded rapidly just in case that hadn't come across.

At her next question, his eyes shimmered with panic. That was exactly his problem. He didn't know what he was doing. Where was he going? "I have no idea!" He was hungry and unkempt and he was afraid he was going to die out here if he didn't find any place soon. But if he couldn't even take care of himself, then how was he ever going to fit into any pack that wasn't his overbearing relatives? "I know," he said with an unhappy expression on his face, "But I can't even take care of myself, how is anyone gonna want me in their pack?!"