[ P ] kill all your friends

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ealing was a process that had taken a very long amount of time. It still felt like he was never going to fully heal - emotionally, mentally. He felt like he was broken, the toy that nobody wanted to play with anymore. Riften had returned home, hobbling to find his disheveled mother in a mound of dirt. It was a sight that shattered him more than anything, and discovering that it had been Lenora's fault was even more damaging to him. How could she do that to mother? Was she so far gone that she would turn on the one of two wolves who loved her more than anyone? Riften knew there was no such a thing as favorites among himself and his siblings in the eyes of his parents. But Lenora was special being the only daughter. He could understand that, and the job she had chosen was very admirable, just not done at the right time. If only things could have been different. He decided to stay close to the family, only going to the other areas if he absolutely needed to. He did miss Bast, that much was true. But their friendship would still be strong.

The mystery and the fog of Perth was what brought Riften here today. He was starting to feel better about his physical abilities. Maybe not up for a swim just yet, but being near the river might be a nice change. The smell of the moisture in the air was also a very nice touch. He could find something to entertain himself. But these days he was never alone anymore, not since winning his prize at the fish eating contest. His little companion was vocal when needed, but usually got their point across with physical interactions. It was nice to have someone to talk to, even if he was not sure the cat understood everything he was saying. There were two ears to listen. Riften found himself near the water's edge and there was a large tree that had seemed to have fallen and was resting on both banks - creating some sort of bridge between the two. Upon inspection, Riften decided that he was not sure if it was going to be able to hold his weight or not. Would it even stay still should he jump onto it? His feline was also curious and jumped onto the log with ease. So graceful, so perfect. If only he could do the same, and so he tried. His weight forced the log to shift to the right side, rolling a little over, but was stopped by a boulder. Should he cross to the other side?

@Reuben

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