meet me at the garden gate

Indigo was slowly feeling more comfortable in his abilities and his skin. He was far from growing into his long limbs and mammoth paws but he had wonderful guides to show him how to be a wolf. More so, he was being shown how to be the son of Sirius and his wife Zee. He was a quiet puppy, but he did enjoy talking. He didn’t like being the center of attention but did like one on one interactions.

He was out on his own today, Asla wandered out after a rabbit, his brothers were out doing who knew what. So Indigo did what was most natural to him, the boy found his way to Iolaire’s garden. It was quiet, the smells of the garden soothed him, and Indy felt fully relaxed here. The boy wore a soft smile on his features, his eyes were closed as he lay underneath the small willow in the garden. If allowed he might have just lived in his aunty’s garden.