Blinding

Song thought that he would have been mapping the world with his brother at this point in his life, but so much had changed since he’d last seen him. Not that he craved that like he once had, life where he was seemed beyond perfect. He lived in a land as wild as olden days, he served a pack that kept him safe and gave him a purpose. Beyond that though he’d found a wolf that brought out the best of him, who he felt connected to. Who he wanted to share his life with. Kirsi was so much more than anything he’d ever expected to find.

”Haha!” He chuckled as she teased him relentlessly. ”You sound like you want to find out.” Song observed as he aimed to reach forward and nip playfully at her cheek. A spar it would be too, she agreed and Song aimed to find his paws before helping her to her own dainty feet. Unless she wanted things to get rough in other ways, they were better off finding more room. ”There’s that little clearing down the path we could make use of.” He offered, but would give her the final decision.