These are the best days of my life

Leo padded alongside the river of crashing water that spilled through his pack's territory, his eyes tracing each waterfall as he walked past it. He was glad that he had gotten to speak with Valefor for a moment the other day. That was certainly a step in the right direction. But he also realized that there were more wolves that he hardly got a chance to have real conversations with. What bothered him the most was the fact that among this list of wolves were his own children. Now that they were old enough to be on their own he was seeing them less and less. He knew that's how nature worked. Pups learned from their parents and their parents protected them while they were small and once they were old enough to protect themselves they left the nest to begin their own journeys. That didn't mean he liked it though. He smiled a little to himself and paused in a flatter portion of the land near the falls, lifting his head to howl for his children. Perhaps they wouldn't mind taking a moment to join him for a family meeting.