in my dreams - open; break out

[Alexandre]

— alexandre f.m.r

The silence flooded by the whispering winds reminded him of his time in that cold, damp cave in the Coalition of the Condemned. As Alex sat quietly in the corner, his orange hues remained closed. Ears folded atop his head. Ragged breaths echoed in his senses. Not again. Another day, another mistake. The feline's cranium pressed up against the wall and a sigh exited him. He had to answer for his sins... but were they really his? Sojourn's push had always led him to the damning end result, but in the end, he was the one who indulged. Gritting his teeth together, he pulled away from the wall and opened his eyes.

Faint pawsteps caused his sensitive, pointed ears to turn upwards. A visitor? Perhaps Goldenkit. Maybe Winterhymns. The result was a surprise though. A new face caught his attention as he turned away from the corner. The unfamiliar canine knew his name, causing his gaze to narrow. Had his name grown infamous? Nonetheless, he wearily rose to his feet. "Alexandre, yes," he formally corrected. Shaking off the shoulder they prodded, he tilted his head. "And you are..." His words trailed off as the stranger continued. How odd.

Any place was better than here. The feline wasn't ready to argue with the small canine either, especially when they appeared to be his only saving grace. "We'll get you something to eat then," came his pleased remark. Maybe some water too, although that wasn't his preferred choice of liquid. His pelt was stained and matted. Before his return, he would prefer to appear clean, even if it was with a straggly stranger.

With a flick of his tail, he signaled for the canine to follow. Given time, the two disappeared into the wilderness with no goodbye or note left behind. A mystery, indeed.