Spring Greetings

Luckily Alfred and Koron had made it back before they were missed for very long. Alfie actually wondered if any of his family had noticed his second trip away from the lands. He felt guilty about it… but had they cared? Wasn’t he old enough now to start taking care of some things on his own?

Alfred still felt a tad awkward being around anyone other than his family too. His anxiety was holding him back, though the young man longed to be a warrior in his own right. He wanted to be strong, to help protect his family and pack…but what sort of warrior was afraid of interacting with more than a couple wolves at a time?

Koron was helping, or at least doing her best to aid her wolfen companion. Alfie was getting strong each day, and the polar fox was proud of him for it. They had been working on the little things all on their own. At least Koron felt confident that Alfred was destined for great things. As for the brute himself…? Not so much confident, sadly.

He arrived at the meeting, gaze seeking out Razor first. The gray brute made him feel safe when there were a lot of others around, though he couldn’t yet pinpoint why. He saw Heather had already arrived too, thank goodness. Quietly the male started to make his way towards Razor, at least until he saw the younglings nearby. This caused him to hesitate and pause, Koron looking up at him curiously before Alfie just shifted down to a sitting position where he was. They were late as it was… might as well not draw attention.

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