Face Up, Untouched

*Brandr* · 02-18-2019, 10:53 PM

Pale sunlight illuminated the thin, low clouds, lining the bottoms with gold. Thicker clouds hovered on the horizon, their majestic curling tops hinting at another change in the weather. Brandr hurried along, still getting used to the feeling of being back in Boreas. It was strange to be back. He could feel part of himself wanting to just settle down and stay in one spot for a good long while and another part that still urged him to move, to travel. So he bid his mate and daughter a fond farewell as he headed south to visit Celestial. Now that he was back he was wondering how everything was going with the southernmost pack. Especially now that Abaven was sitting in a better position in relation to the Abraxas threat. He still was wary of this uneasy alliance he'd heard about but it was much better than living under an Abraxas overlord with their alpha diminished to a puppet.

Brandr approached the wall just as the sun touched the horizon. He tipped back his head to call for the leaders of Celestial. He hoped they were well.

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