His head whipped around at the sound of a voice- a real voice- behind him. Jaeger's eyes widened. This was... that rainbow-eyed boy he had seen in his memory and who had told him his name. The red-breasted boy clumsily got to his feet and took a few steps forward, both confusion and relief evident in his violet eyes. "I know you." He said quietly with a crooked grin, his tail giving a few wags. His wounds wouldn't permit it but he felt like jumping for joy, the wolf he felt he'd needed to track down had come right to him.
The second statement made him frown, and the words of his attacker echoed in his ears over and over again. Jaeger whined, pressing his ears flat against his skull and ducking his head away from the omnipresent words. "Shut up." He growled and snapped again, his tail lashing, before looking up at the other with pleading in his eyes. "Can you make them go away?" The boy asked, although he was sure that he knew the answer. No, no one could make them go away. Not only would he bear physical scars from this attack but mental ones as well. There was no reprieve for him- there was always something- laughing, words in that strange language, pieces of shattered memories that taunted him.
Finally Jaeger is able to answer his question, taking a few steps forward and leaning in close to his ear, talking in a low voice as if it was a secret that needed to be kept. "You were there. When I was a puppy. I don't remember anything before waking up, except for you saying words to me in a language I didn't understand. You told me my name." Jaeger breathed harshly, as if speaking these words was a great effort.
"But HE was also there. The one who attacked me. His name was Heyel. He attacked me, with a pure white coat and violet eyes, like mine." Jaeger shook his head then, stepping back and sighing, shaking his head. In a way the boy knew that he sounded crazy, but there was something else inside of him that told him that what he was feeling was undeniably true.
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