This is how you remind me

She asked him what they should hunt, but he didn’t need to scramble for an answer - she supplied one for herself in a moment. Pigs sounded good, and he had a vague memory… something about pigs, and Asla, but the thought stayed out of reach. He chased away the cobwebs of half-forgotten things and grinned at his sister.

He followed after her easily, tucking his wings tightly out of the way against his side. They were still a little damp, and would take time to fully dry, but that was fine. Maybe the exercise would do the trick.

He followed her lead, not sure what sort of scent he should be looking for. This was all new to him, and he had a feeling past him didn’t give him anything to draw on here, either.