Redhawk Caldera If the whole wide world stops spinning

Eljay gently shook his head as Maia said that it wasn't bad to forget the bad things, as long as you remembered the good. He trembled as he leaned against Maia while he considered how to explain it, while another part of him didn't want to talk about it at all. I forgot everything, he said with a tone of guilt to his voice, though her question was bringing back some of the better memories so that not all he could see was Peter's youthful face cradled between his legs while he hugged the remnants of the wolf who'd been like a little brother to him.

He... He was so little. A few months old, maybe. Eljay didn't remember precisely, but he remembered that their interactions had all been very base and instinctive, not a lot of talking just yet. We.. We used to play a lot. He reminded me of myself. He was.. When he came to us, he was scared, and then I -- I helped him to be brave. Eljay frowned as he thought of Peter and he pressed his face against Maia's fur again, swimming in the memories that were coming back now.