The fear racing in his heart, put there only by pure instinct, was the only thing that kept his paws moving. They stung from exhaustion and burning heat but he couldn't stop now.

The more he ran the more he could focus on the fear. But as exhaustion began to take hold, and a single thought made the world fade into nothing but a useless blur.

Dad is dead. And its MY fault.

took out Felix to make this pure fanart.