"I should be happy but I am not. It is only a matter of time before the empire hunts me down and takes me away from mum." Ren muttered to himself as he made the long way back home, kicking a rock as the only form of amusement to his troubled mind.
He let out a soft sigh as his small home began to show in the view, he had the bag of food he had brought from the market and his hands were bandaged, courtesy of Irina. They had cut a bit when he was holding the wolf back from eating off his head. How was he going to explain it to his mum? He wasn't the way he left.
Miyo, who was outside tending to the garden, lit up when she saw her son in the view. Her white hair was swaying gently in the wind and her blue eyes held happiness that could not be measured, but they all began to dull, her entire appearance as he got closer. Her son…looked like he was in pain.