let's get this over with

*Lark* · (This post was last modified: 06-26-2017, 04:00 PM by Nyx.)

Lark had put off reaching out to Sparrow for as long as he possibly could. The story that Lillianna had told him, about how Sparrow had acted afraid of her and had ran away, then when confronted, she had gotten more aggressive, was all just.. strange. It didn't sound like his sister at all, even as little as he knew her. His frown deepened slightly as he mulled over what he knew, catching hold of Sparrow's scent and trailing after it. He knew he couldn't put it off forever, lest Lillie pestered him about it and got upset with him over it. It seemed to be bugging her a great deal, after all.

He hardly tried to force his expression to lighten as he went, traversing the plains with ease. He knew this place as well as the pack of his own paw, and it took little mindpower to track down Sparrow's scent across the terrain. Only when he got within a few dozen yards of her, or so it seemed judging by how strong her scent was, did his pace slow, and he lifted his head to let out a loud bark of greeting for her.

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