The golden brushed boy had remained in the redbud nook since finding his sister Nephthys the day before. There had been plenty of plants to keep him occupied as he enjoyed the alone time. He had a promise to keep, and a promise he hoped to see kept. He had thought a bit about what he might do if his half sister did not appear before him this night. He didn’t know if he'd be able to trust any of his siblings again. The young wolf tried not to dwell on those what-if’s. Nephthys would show, she had to.
His long royal form lay regally beneath the red tipped trees as the sun winked behind the horizon. His crossed paws twitched as he felt his nervousness manifest physically. His heart beat fast before hearing that anticipated call, right on time.
Eagerly the boy jumped from his place and loped elegantly towards the clearring they had met in before. He couldn’t help as the corners of his golden brushed lips pulled back into a soft smile. He lowered his ivory head as he drew more near, the most obvious sign of his fast respect for her. ”Nephthys,” His whispery voice was warm as her greeted her. Pale thighs coiled beneath him as she took a seat before her greatness. ”What have you planned for us, tonight?” He was curious, golden tipped ears perked at attention as precious metal gaze watched her eagerly.
