Crossing Roads
12-31-2015, 08:23 PM
Lyndvarr trailed after his sister, feeling himself grow more and more nervous as he watched her marching straight toward a pack border. He was fairly certain she'd stop to howl….. fairly certain. But when she spoke he felt his hackles raise. If her son was within the packlands then he knew Maeva would have no problem marching right into the heart of the pack, battling everyone in sight til she found him and expect Lynd to help every step of the way. Not his idea of a good time… However, it seemed she found the scent she was looking for and soon they were off in search of the boy who was Lynd's nephew…. it was a strange thought, all of it was so strange but he didn't bother to let himself get to attached, knowing that Maeva would soon be on her way. Just as she always was. Walk, "Talk" Think |