i can tell that we are gonna be friends

Océan smiled softly as his silvery gaze met her bright eyes once more time before she turned and led him towards Abaven. He wasn’t an excellent navigator, but he wouldn’t forget the path between their packs ever. The boy was definitely feeling the effects of the long journey by the time they reached Abaven’s well marked border. He nodded politely as she told him that she would return in just a moment and he watched her race off inside. He knew he wouldn’t be welcomed inside, but not knowing how long she would take the young wolf found himself lowering to the ground. He pulled his tail around himself and put his head on his paws as he awaited Motif’s return.