Things could have gone worse he guessed. It was months ago now, but Ame still dwelled on the failure. Halcyon had gotten badly hurt, and he seemed to withdraw more than ever into himself. Ame had been unharmed himself, he was too quick for the wolves that chased his trail to catch him, and the other wolf Halcyon had found, Orb, was okay too. Since then though Ame had been thinking about it, had it gone differently it could have been him being the one with all the new scars and beatings. He had found Halcyon later while he was still giving the Iromar wolves the run around and he looked awful. Knowing what was done was done, he had helped his friend out of the pack and then spent the following time treating him with the knowledge his father passed to him what felt like a lifetime ago.

His father. He hadn’t visited him or his mother for sometime. He felt like he had disappointed Meryl in a way, leaving like that and not becoming the next Healer for Diveen. Ame though found he could and would help in other ways though. Help his friends and other packs with no worries of politics or borders. He should go back soon, and see Yuki too. Last he heard she had moved back to Diveen again. It came in handy though, what he learned from Meryl. Ame could help Halcyon and make sure all those bites and tears could get treated properly, but Halcyon was healed and he decided, that he would be joining Taviora with his niece, and what remained of his family. His son had turned up and said he didn’t know where his mom and sister had gone too. If Halcyon seemed upset before, he wasn’t with that news either. Ame hoped his friend the best with his life in the forest and then thought of what he would do.

Fall was almost over after all, winter on the horizon and this year across a lot of Moladion it had been rather cold and miserable. The winter might follow the same vicious pattern. Even now a cold sleeting drizzle was falling around him, and it was cold even with his fur. He wasn’t exactly thickly pelted to begin with, but the cold droplets were enough to send him trotting back towards the cover of trees and attempt to find a place to stay dry. Towering not far away he could see the peak of Spirane. It had been quiet there, quiet everywhere, since Halcyon had tried to take his son back. Not that he was complaining. Quiet meant those he cared about because he was safe for the time being. Ame wondered if Halcyon knew that Iromar had changed paws… maybe what had happened did do something. The wolfess who now ruled came from the outside and seemed unrelated, but beyond that, Ame didn’t know anything about what was going on in Iromar, right now, but it didn’t matter

Settling himself in a very small cave he shook himself of the water droplets and as if on cue his fur rolled up into thick curls as the heavy moisture left his fur. It would flatten later once he dried all the way, but every time he got damp it was as if his fur retaliated and turned into a mess like his father’s just always looked. It was picking up harder now he could hear the frozen drops hitting the foliage around him. Today would be a wash it seemed, but he never was one to expect things to go as expected, so maybe he would be pleasantly surprised and today would be interesting after all.