He was confused…disoriented. He wasn’t quite sure that described what he was feeling but, at the moment, he wasn’t quite sure of anything.
The single, indisputable sensation he could confirm in the swirling maelstrom of his thoughts was hunger… all-consuming, undeniable longing.
Howling his frustration to the sky, he loped through the woods seeking surcease.
This story was written for the weekly 55 Word Challenge flash fiction challenge.