He's not he only one chained by her

He’s not the only one chained by her.

We got in a fight. So I’m running, jumping, leaping away from these chains. I can’t stay here. Around her. In her place. Beautiful though. That’s it’s only flaw. That so much love. Where my father’s cold heart first began to thaw. Too beautiful. It draws them here and holds them prisoner. No wonder it’s called Moon’s Call. UHH! I stumble and fall. Did I trip over a root? No that can’t be. Wait. I ran into someone. Beautiful. He is. NO! NO! My mother id playing tricks and games with me. I can’t fall in love. No, not in this place. I can’t bear anymore chains. That’s why my father is still here. Why my father can’t see his daughter but sees her. He fell in love here. In the mood goddesses’ trap. In her grasp. Their life together cut short. Her light chained him to this forest. There’s more out there dad. You don’t have to live in sorrow for forever. It hurts me everyday to see him like this. It kills me. And there’s nothing left extra to leave to die. But no matter how much I try he can’t hear. All there is, is her. My mother. Her eyes hold so much power. Same as his now. Trying to hold me. Hypnotizing me. I fight it. STOP! STOP IT MOTHER! WHY MUST YOU TOURTRE ME? I CAN’T BE YOU! I continue running. He is following me. Looking at me as if I’m crazy. I can’t stop. And I don’t want him to leave me. No matter how much I run from his warmth I can’t. I feel it everyday as I lay in the sun by the lake. Almost at the end of our territory. I stop suddenly and I turn around we are now almost nose to nose. His sweet smell is trying to intoxicate me. Interesting. He is fast as am I. I’m the fastest of my pack how could he keep up? Oh well no matter. Wait! Damn! It’s my father he is calling for me now. He looks to me and gives me a smirk. I try to ignore my father’s song. I can’t go back it’s like giving in. I have to move on. Those chains they form around my paws again. Chained to my invisible past. Those chains pulling me back in defeat. Wait! He is still following me. Why? So I turn around again. Interested are we? Humph. Well tonight I’m leaving again with or without my pack. I’m 18. There’s no looking back. Meet me at the lake. Sure. His pack wants me. Is it really them or him? Quite frankly I don’t care. But it’s my mothers spell that’s going to give him hell. She put it over us like a blanket in the winter. She hypnotized us both. I don’t care as long as I’m not chained to this land. This is my time, it’s my life. Why can’t my mother understand. Time for me to continue running. It’s time for me to move on. My father can’t. those chains tugging and pulling, most of all holding me back. Me feet give in and move. I stop I force those chains off and stop for awhile. He looks to me with understanding eyes. I stop for a while and tell my story. I begin to actually simile. He laughs. Seeing those stars shine as bright as they would in the sky as they reflect the moonlight. I tell him of my mother and the great power she has over me. And how she’s playing a game that only she can win. Is smile because I’m giving her rules for a whole new spin. Also tales of my father are shared. He grabs my neck and pulls my face towards his. I had never noticed that we were in our impure forms. Stunning. He let’s go. I smile as I kiss him fiercely back. He holds me a while under the stars. I change back and begin to run. Hot on my trail. He begins to follow. We stop we look one last time. We depart I need to collect myself before I leave my pack. Before I turn away. And take a journey all of my own and never look back. I want to be able to have a place to call home if I was to lose my self along this lonely road. So how do I have both. My freedom and my past. It’s hard. But is still have to ask. Wait what’s this. My father has packed our things. Time to move on. This can’t be. Wait not them. Not us. Just me. He woke up from this trance. Giving my right to spread my wings. Before I go I tell him he’s not the reason I want to go. Bows his head in acknowledgement. Crowned at last. Crowned so that I can come back and claim my pack. But for now I need to be freed. He understands I need to learn to lead. And that I can’t learn if I can’t breathe. So as I being to sing my song. My song that my father will sing every night that I’m gone. This song will not be filled with hurt but bursting with pride and joy. My mother sits next to him as she begins to sing along. My song. Luna’s light begins to fill the night. A tear rolls down my face. My life, my father’s saving grace. I run. Run toward that now forever open door. The one my mother run and opened before she hit the damp earth floor. I smell the sweet aroma of the lake. There he is. I can tell him that he no longer has to wait. I’m free. I run to him and knock him into the water there’s a huge splash.