Dear Brother

Well, she hadn't been back too long, but she figured she should let her siblings know she was home. The problem was, she wasn't really sure which siblings would be here. She rarely saw any of them when she lived here, and she didn't really expect them to suddenly come back when she left. There was always one wolf who stuck to the pack lands though...

Lark.

Sparrow sought him out, noticing how often his scent intertwined with Lillianna's. Her nose wrinkled a bit at the stench of the other woman. Were they... friends now? Sparrow shook the thought. There was no way Lark would let himself be manipulated by her.

Still, the gross amount their scents mixed was making Sparrow feel sick. Settling to her haunches, Sparrow called her brother. Yup, good old howling across the pack to find your sibling. She wondered if she needed to make sure to mention that she wanted to see him alone, but then she decided that might be going a little too far.

For now she would wait for her brother and see how he was doing...

And who he was doing.