I Need A Shoulder To Lean On

He had been hanging around his own den, relaxing after he had finished his most recent hunt. He had drug his kill all the way pack towards the main part of the pack territory and left it for any who felt hungry. then retreated to his own secluded willow tree that he had picked out. It was similar set up to the tree he was raised under, though not as big and part of the curtain was cut away on the one side almost like a door. It was a nice place and he had done his job on digging out a nice den, filling it with soft furs to sleep on, but it still felt bare no matter what he did. There was pieces to the puzzle of life that were missing and he was still having a hard time coping with being the only one left. He missed his father still, missed his words of wisdom and all that.

His ears would perk as a familiar howl directed to him rang through the territory. At first he was confused wondering if he had heard things, but soon he would get himself up and take off in the direction of the call. He slowed as he grew closer and as the familiar form came into view his stomach fluttered in nervousness. It was his brother who he hasn't seen since before the volcano eruption. He had returned home and Eurus' emotions grew conflicted. He managed to swallow it before going to his brother's side, sensing Wyn's emotions already.

"Wyn your home," he managed to say looking to his brother.