Checking in

Erys liked that Branch took the time to come and see him, Lydia had been his den mate and though she too was busy her presence comforted him. She wasn’t his brothers though, Silas’s bright red gaze often came back to Erys, especially when he was alone. He craved the presence of another his age. ”How are you feeling?" The question was put out there as Erys’ bright silver gaze lingered on Branch.

He sighed softly, and made a shrug. ”M’ not cold anymore.” That was one of the biggest complaints he had when he first got here. ”I like Lydia,” He added as he thought about it, looking back to the meal that had been provided. His gaze grew a bit distant as he finally formed his own question. ”Are there any other pups here, Branch?” He craved a young friendship or a playmate, and though he couldn’t deny the adults were doing their best it wasn’t the same. To himself though, he secretly hoped that his brothers might have found their way here as well.