his body has a dull ache through it . his skin has a faint sting that tingles over it . he feels weak , boneless . he’s utterly exhausted , every sense & nerve of his being completely burnt out . he feels heavy . he can hear birds chirping , though , & feel a faint chill of a breeze go across his back that breaks through the heat of the sun . depending on the time , he may have sunburned by now .
blearily , he blinks open heavy lids . world drifts into focus & he can see leaves & trees towering near by , but mostly he can see a large black mound of fur , curled up & breathing deeply just in reach of one of his hands . there’s a moments pause but his muscles slowly remember how to pull the corners of his mouth into a smile . weakly , he manages to lift & reach an arm just enough to press his hand to the side of the the dog’s head & give a soft scratch behind his ears .
❝ sirius . . . ❞ though his voice is somewhat of a hoarse whisper , his tone is nothing but fond gladness at seeing his friend again . in his own eyes , too , even . the night as the wolf isn’t gone from his mind , he remembers sirius the entire evening , but seeing him as remus again is always a much better time . a time where he can remember who , exactly , this is & all he does for him .
CLOSED STARTER . / @mizundcrstood , sirius