[Barracks; Open to All; Multiple threads welcome]Shall the Youngest Open the Oldest Hills

[beyondimagining]

It hadn't taken Will long to realize that his promise not to leave the Barracks rather severely limited his ability to distract himself from his own worries.  Over the past few days he had explored everywhere in the small enclosure he could reach.  He had spent a few days attempting to read through what there was in the library, but after a while

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[bell_bound]

Mogget has also taken to skulking around and observing people, though from a slightly different angle. He looks down at Will from the roof of the empty building, sharp eyes noting the scar on the boy's arm.

"That mark isn't natural. How did you get it?"

[beyondimagining]

Will stares up at the cat solemnly, feeling a little lost.

"I cant remember. It seems like the kind of thing that should have stuck in my mind. But I can't seem to remember anything about it."

[bell_bound]

Well, that's suspicious.

"Sounds as though someone has been meddling with your mind as well as your body." The cat yawns. "I don't suppose you're likely to find out here."

[beyondimagining]

Will shakes his head. "That isn't the only thing I've forgotten, I don't think. I've been thinking that it was because I was so sick. The doctor said that can happen, sometimes."

And he hoped that was all it was. But that didn't explain any of the strange feelings he'd been having. Or that sense of urgency that never really left.

[bell_bound]

"If that's true, your memories should recover with your health."

He drapes his paws over the edge of the roof, tail swishing idly. Mogget knows about memory blips, but at least he's well aware of his own.

[beyondimagining]

Will draws his legs up and loosely wraps his arms around them.

"Oh, I do hope so. I feel that there is something very important that I need to remember. I was supposed to keep it safe, I think. Right before I fell to this place I thought I remembered something. On Cadfan's Way where the kestrels call. I thought that I could remember if I could only find that place. But I didn't have time, there."

[bell_bound]

"And you probably won't find that place here..." He trails off, closing his eyes.

[beyondimagining]

"No, not the same place. But maybe whatever it was that I was supposed to do there can happen here too."

[bell_bound]

Mogget's eyes are still closed, but he pricks his ears. "Why would you think that?"

[beyondimagining]

Will closes his eyes as he seeks out that strange instinct.

"I don't know, really. I just have this feeling that the way things are now cannot last long. That there must be a change. And that a problem must have more than one solution."

[bell_bound]

"Except for the ones that don't," he replies sleepily.

[beyondimagining]

"Yes," Will says. "But I will hope this isn't one of them."

[bell_bound]

Curing eternal optimism tends to be a thankless task, so Mogget doesn't bother. It's not as though either of them can predict the future. So he remains silent, staying where he is.

[beyondimagining]

Will didn't exactly think of it as optimism. It was just.... as long as he didn't know one way or the other, he would rather believe in the best outcome. No sense in making himself miserable.

He stares off at the grounds for a few moments, before speaking up again.

"Are you really a cat?"

[bell_bound]

Mogget pauses before answering. There isn't really any particular reason to hide it though.

"No."

[beyondimagining]

Will simply nods to himself and doesn't ask any further.