Where No Cars Go

He very nearly cried with relief at his brother’s words, but instead settled for dropping his large head on his brother’s back in a soft embrace. They were going to do it, everything they said they would do, everything their father believed he could do. His pack of conquerors would rise and with his brother’s help they would rule as kings.

“Thank you Cloud.” He said softly, his voice cracking suddenly as he held his brother. “For everything.” He added, then closed his eyes. He had missed him so much, and now to have him back again seemed far too much like a dream come true. He would be strong, both of them would be strong, and even their father, wherever he was, would look upon them with fear and pride.