Moving On. (Chapter 2)
READ "MEMORIES", THEN CHAPTER ONE OF THIS STORY FIRST!
Hey, dudes. Gonna try to continue this. Should add some speech this time. Anyway, last chapter, we found out what Damien has been doing since his mate's death. He then heard crying in the graveyard. What will happen now?
"Damien heard the sound of someone crying...."
Damien looked up to see a fox standing in front of a grave. This fox was peculiar to Damien, as he was used to your average red fox, arctic fox, etc... This one, was black. He was all black, except the tip of his tail and ears. This fox appeared to be about Damien's build; lean, about average, or a little over average, height. Damien saw this fox crying, and approached him, and said:
"Hi. I, uh...haven't seen you around here before. Been coming here for a few years now. What's got you down?"
Only after his question, how insane it was, considering where there were both standing. The fox looked at Damien; tears streaming down his face. Damien got to see the fox's eyes. They were both bright blue, albeit red after all the crying. The fox said to Damien:
"O-o-oh...m-me? I'm, uh...j-just...v-v-visiting." Damien looked at the fox in a confused manner, so the fox kept talking. "I b-bet you want to know why I'm here, huh?" Damien gave a silent nod. "W-w-well...my, um...m-m-mate...." Damien stopped him right there; placing a finger over the young fox's mouth.
"Say no more, I understand" Damien said, trying to hold back his own tears. He saw a bit of himself in this younger fox. "I'm here for my mate...well,-he was my full-on husband- as well. I could tell you it will get easier as time passes, but the more you come here...and see these graves..the more you realise how much you miss them, and how lost you are without them"
"Oh, y-you too??" The fox said, a little more chipper, his tail wagging a bit as he believed he found someone who actually understood his pain. The fox, as naive as he knew it was, thought he was the only person in the whole, wide world who could feel pain such as this. "...What was his name?" The fox asked in a very shy manner, hoping not to offend the wolf.
"Garry." Damien said as clear as anyone can say a person's name. He sighs heavily, and said through the sigh: "Garry. He was..man, he was the greatest person anyone could ask for in this world" Damien then looked at the fox. "What was yours called?"
The fox, a little shocked that he could, well, "get over" the thoughts of his lover's past so quickly, answered, "T-tom...Tom." "He was great as well. I never thought I could get a person such as him. We just kinda...found each other. It was like fate or something"
Damien chuckles, and said with a grin, "Yeah, that's how it happens sometimes. What else do you want to share of him? I think we have been here long enough. How about a little stroll around the park? You can tell me what he was like."
The fox nodded, and began walking towards the gates with Damien. He looked over to Damien. "um, I don't think i ever got your name. What was it?"
Damien chuckled, "well, that's because I never gave it to you. My name is Damien. What would yours be?"
The fox looked at him, and said; "Chris." before they both began walking through the park, sharing their fondest memories of their fallen loves.
Well, dudes, there you go. I hope i placed the speech properly, or at least understandably. Most of all, i hope you all enjoy.