When Love Fails
Humphrey's POV
Grrrr, Humphrey heard his belly complain. It had been three days since he had ran away from the pack and so far food was not as easy to catch nor as plentiful as he had first hoped. He sat down on a large stump and looked up at the big oaks that surrounded him, he laided back and stared at the baby blue sky and tried to draw his mind off his hunger by trying to look for shapes in the clouds.
He saw, turkeys, pigs, bacon, ham, food. He started to drool again before one cloud caught his eye. It was shaped just like a wolf, but not any wolf, it was shaped like Kate. He stared at it for a moment, thinking of all the good times they had, but just as quickly he rolled off the log and shook his head. Stop thinking about her, He thought, she broke your heart and that's the end of it. The reality was though, that wasn't the end of it, not even close. He had loved Kate with every essence of his being, so when he saw her marry Garth, she had destroyed every essence of his being.
He remembered that day quite vividly, how he had watch, hoping against hope that she wouldn't go through with it. Though, as he watched them rub noses he knew there was no going back, no way to get to know and love Kate any more so than he already did. So he took off running, and Kate had pursed. How she had seen him, he had no idea, must be and Alpha thing. Humphrey had ran and ran, with Kate a good ten yards behind him but gaining fast, yelling for him to stop and talk, but he had refused. To overwhelmed by feelings of hatred towards her, he continued to run and eventually lost her when he hid in a bush near a clearing. He remembered watching Kate burst into the clearing, shouting his name. He remembered how she had sat down in the evening light and cried, cried for him.
He shook himself again, It wasn't real, if she really cared about me she wouldn't have married Barf! He then began making his way back to his den, and managed to catch two squirrels on his way. He reached a long winding path up a nearby hill that led to his den. His den, sat atop the hill and had a perfect view of the sunrise and sunset from a stone slab that made up his roof. The inside of his den, was made up of two rooms with one large central room. One room was for food storage, though it was more or less unused because he ate most of what he managed to catch. The second room was for sleeping. The central room was used for eating and now, after realizing how out of shape he was, to work out.
He walked over to the left wall of the central room and wrote down what all he needed to do tomorrow.
1. Hunt
2. Take Bath
3. Work Out
4. Hunt
5. Workout
He looked at it and knew it seemed rather plain but that's all there really was to do out here. That's when it hit him that he hadn't marked his territory. He ran out of his den and ran to a tree about a mile or so away from his den and marked it, along with a line of other trees in a 1 mile radius. Once he reached the river he began to smell the scent of his old pack, his den was situated about two miles away from his old packs territory. This didn't happen by accident, he had chosen this spot because it reminded him that he had to stay vigilant out here or risk being caught. He looked at himself in the nice clear water, he looked scrawny to say the least, though with regular workouts he was sure that he would be able to fix that.
He was going to make a new life here. A life that didn't require others, a life that had no restrictions, a life without heartbreak, and most importantly a life without Kate. He was going to live the life of a lone wolf from now on, weather he liked it or not.
Kate's POV
Kate, however, was not fairing as well with what had just happened as Humphrey was. She had tried to catch him, she really had. She would have to if he hadn't removed his scent with mud. She ran through what happened again over and over, the run through the forest, her screaming at him that she hadn't meant it.
She hadn't meant anything by marrying Garth, it was a political move and Humphrey had to understand that. She had no other choice, if they didn't get married then it would have surely meant war.
She growled to herself! Oh, Humphrey, sometimes you're so…insensitive! Her anger lasted for a few moments before dissipating. She realized that she had been insensitive, she could have refused to marry Garth and worked to find another way that the packs could unite.
She rested her head on the stone slab that made up her bed in her den. He's gonna come back and realize that I need him here, that I want him here, that I'm… She thought about what might go next, that she was in need of good friends, that she was unable to deal with the guilt. Then she realized what fit perfectly there, In Love with you. She then ran off to search for Humphrey again.