somewhere only we know

Twig was enjoying the quiet that the Autumn brought with it, not having much excitement kept her content. She filled her time with hunting for the pack and keeping Corvus company. Twig watched her nephews (cousins) grow and recover from the rough start they were given to their life. Knowing they were now two years old made her feel old. It felt like just yesterday she was sharing a den with Shaye and the two of them tried to comfort the young boys from the loss of both parents.

Beat seemed recovered and blossoming, a fact that warmed her heart. Lyric was doing much better, but she could tell he needed a little more help than his brother. The striped woman shook herself and her mindset as she turned from her hunt and made her way towards Theory’s call, certain that Corvus would meet her there. She made a bee line for Beat and Lyric and offered both a kiss on the cheek before settling in for the meeting.