Winter is Coming

He followed his family without question to the North. While he didn't particularly like the long journey, he was glad at least that he could be with his father again. He hadn't seen his mother since they had left her in the pack that had kidnapped them, and she hadn't come to seek them out, either. He trailed after his uncle and woman that had the colors of fire and he was very much intrigued by her. He didn't know much about her, but to his knowledge, the pups the adults carried were his younger siblings. He still wasn't sure how that happened...he had thought mom and dad loved each other, but maybe they didn't. He wasn't even sure if mom loved him if she hadn't come to see them...

Those thoughts didn't have long to distract him, however, because soon a bunch of wolves came into view and he looked at each and every one of them. There was a boy that looked like he was covered in blood, and his eyed widened at the sight of him. The others were impressive too, but nobody was as impressive to him like his father. He quietly followed his uncle over to where his dad was and seated himself next to him, looking up to the biggest wolf he'd ever seen. He had tons if scars and looked downright scary looking down at them all..