by CreativityLives » Tue May 11, 2010 9:55 am
Heron sighed. At last they were alone. He was nervous and afraid of what Soul would say if he told the truth. He decided against it. There was no way Soul would trust him if he told him what he'd done. Because he despised small talk and beating around the bush, Heron started right into his story.
"Many months ago I was part of another pack very far from here. I was happy in that pack as a warrior. I was strong, ambitious, and afraid of nearly nothing, much like you. But slowly, many of my pack mates began to turn against the pack. We were a large pack, almost 100. I know, it's unheard of, but we had pulled if off. I guess it was a blessing and a curse. We all had many friends and were really close, and that's what ultimately made it easy to 'infect' the rest of the pack to turn against us, even my mate." He paused a moment, remembering and then continued: "Anyway our leader didn't handle it well. He assumed that everyone would come back to the pack if they were spoken to and gently persuaded to come back. I... obviously disagreed. And when this strategy failed miserably and most of our pack was with a black heart, I left, unable to see any other option.
I traveled for many weeks, sleeping wherever I could find a warm place and eating whatever I could hunt. I had no where in mind to go, I figured I would just survive on my own for the rest of my life. Then one day, I felt a tingling in my body and something urged me to come south, to you. I ran, ran endlessly, it seems. But I knew I could not stop until I got here. So here I am, and I appreciate your kindness and acceptance of my being here." He trailed off, embarrassed. Changing the subject, Heron asked "That beautiful creature... Who was she? And that song..." Again he fell silent, reprimanding himself for the atrocious display of emotion. Who was that wolf speaking? That wasn't him, he didn't have feelings. Without speaking, Heron tried to think of what was coming over him. I'm just tired. Yes, that's it. He waited for Soul to say something to break what was becoming an awkward silence.