Guinevere had been great company for him but she had a life of her own and Zoryn couldn’t ask her to continuously follow him on this seemingly endless journey. He had made no progress in finding out who his family was or even.. who he really was. He had become quite used to his given name, even if it hadn’t been his mother who had given it to him.

He meanders around the outside of the caverns now, his direction meaningless without knowing where to go next. He had endured a state of suspension during winter when there was no hope left for him to find his long lost family. The tank-like adult, who still felt like a lost child, was at a stand still with his emotional journey. And it killed him.

”Maybe I should give it up,” he muses to himself as he walks along, head hanging slightly downward as he contemplates his existence. ”Maybe… they aren’t that great anyway. Yeah… maybe they are bad parents because… they didn’t even look for me. Did they?” he continues in a deep mumble, not paying attention to where he was going any longer.

”I bet they never even thought once about why I was gone for so long. Or… maybe I wasn’t even there for them instead of the other way around,” he breathes in deeply at this new revelation. ”What if I was the one who was estranged from them all along and that’s why no one ever came for me?” His eyes widen and he feels his heart rate increasing at the thought that he was a terrible son, or brother even. He had thought of himself as a good wolf since finding his first friend after the accident, there was never a doubt in his mind that he wasn’t. Now, his world was topsy turvy with more possibilities, as if that were possible.

He is wrought with these poisoning ideas swirling around in his brain with his head dipped low, so much that he does not realize he is about to walk into a scavenging female on the rim of the grotto. His head snaps up quickly as silver eyes catch a glimpse of the white and black wolf before he jumps to the side in a startled manner. His hackles are all in a tizzy as he regains his bearings and looks up to the stranger. ”S-sorry, I wasn’t paying much attention,” he apologizes genuinely and with his ears laid back in an embarrassed manner.