Mayfal wanted to say something. They wanted to say everything. They wanted to scream and cry and bite and thrash until there was no energy left in their still young body. But Comet was already walking away. And they wouldn't be able to stop her. So instead, they went to the stream.
They walked into it and began to let their rage turn into heat beneath their paws. It wasn't very intense at first, but it was a start. The hissing and bubbling of hot water soon followed. Mayfal began to hate the water. Hate the very idea of it. They would burn it all away and then they would find a way to knock down the house as well. They would move far away from Eridanus and the memories it held. They would have both revenge and closure.
Just as they had suspected, Comet herself admitted that she had moved on. It was time for Mayfal to move on, too. Or at least try the best they could, anyway.
@Comet
The water was everywhere now. Comet was everywhere. And yet, she was also gone. Mayfal had heard her whispered farewell. They heard how disappointed and betrayed she was. They tried to remind themself that they had been betrayed first, that they were in the right. But the weight of guilt pelted them like the rain. For the first time, Mayfal threw a fit. They screamed into the rain and cried with it. They bawled so hard that they began to shake. The whole commotion scared anything that moved and left Mayfal truly alone.
They wanted to burn away everything, but there were too many emotions in the way. Mayfal was so tired and wanted to rest. But when they went to the house, they were afraid of hibernating again, and Comet's memory was everywhere still. They couldn't stay here anymore. They couldn't live in Eridanus any longer. It was time to leave. It was abrupt and uncomfortable, but necessary.
And so, drenched, sorrowful, and alone, Mayfal left Eridanus with the intent to never return. Only now did they start to understand what Comet's situation must have been while Mayfal was hibernating. But they pushed this understanding away. They couldn't bear the truth of the mistake that they had made. There would be plenty of time for this to haunt them later. For now, this bitter farewell was all the little white fox would be able to handle.
With absent eyes forward, Mayfal's heavy tail dragged out of Eridanus. That was the last that the ferns and mushrooms and lakes would ever see of Mayfal. At least, this is what Mayfal believed.
"Exit Mayfal"