Post by Isaac Lahey on Sept 21, 2015 20:04:55 GMT
The gravel crunches underneath the soles of Isaac's shoes as he walks on the path that snakes through the tombstones of the graveyard. The sky looks gray today and the clouds are pregnant with rain, looking like they could rip open at any moment. The young beta is wearing a scarf and a leather jacket, his hands buried deep inside its pockets. His cheeks and the tip of his nose are flushed red in the cold wind, but despite the ugly weather, he just had to come over today. He'd found one of her hair clips underneath his dresser earlier and couldn't shake the fresh waves of grief ever since. Just before that incident, it had been the longest stretch of time he'd spent not constantly having to think about her death since he'd witnessed it. On his way to her grave, Isaac stopped for a brief moment in front of a tombstone reading 'Ray Andrew Lahey – Beloved father'. He clenched his fists inside the pockets of his jacket as the anger about those words boiled inside him again. He had no idea who had chosen them and that was probably better because he couldn't guarantee what he would do to that person if he did. He willed himself to turn around as long as he could still keep himself from vandalizing his father's grave in one way or another, but he couldn't stop his eyes from flashing yellow when he continued towards Allison's grave as the anger was still burning inside his belly. It mixed with his grief and turned into a dangerous cocktail of emotions that was hard to keep under control.
