i'm Comin' Home

He hugged her tightly once more before pulling away. She said that there were many that would help him learn to hunt. He would need the help. He also needed to put on a fair bit of weight. Though tall, the black and white boy was nothing but bones. His coat was rough and dull from prolonged malnutrition. Beat definitely needed to get healthy too, he knew. There was no way that he could take down a deer in his condition.

"I've been absent my whole life. I know that I've missed so much." He frowned, sorry again that he had made Twig worry so much. "What do I need to know? What should I know about Abaven? About my family?" He was asking her for a history lesson, of sorts. Now that he was present, he wanted to do his pack proud. In order to do that, he needed to know his pack. He looked at Twig expectantly. Though a year old, he knew no more about Abaven than a newborn pup. Nothing had mattered before, but it mattered now.