and there it goes

Long inky legs carried the slim beast through the Soulless Forest and then beyond the Travelers Pitfall to be met with the stench of Klein. The former Prince's jowls watered with anticipation as his strides ceased. The tips of his black claws idly scraped at the border of this apparent Kingdom as front paws anxiously flexed. Pads kneaded at the cold dirt below as a wind swept over a thick winter coat. There was a distinct lack of expression upon the yearling's facial features as those pale eyes consumed that of the Redbud Nook. Looming above the once tattered forest was the Volcano he heard so much of. The mountain that took many lives and changed even more. But, he was seemingly completely unaffected by it's existence.

Incubus took a few moments to himself as he watched the woods before him. His head was raised and his tail flicked with pure anticipation. A mild emotion flickered within his chest as he stared yonder. Hope. Incubus hoped his mother was somewhere safe within the pack's borders. It seemed a lot had happened in his time away and he hadn't found the woman upon Ashen's throne upon his visitation to the Shrine. Thus, he thought to check elsewhere and that's why he was left knocking on some doors.

The Klein raised his head and jaws parted to emit a howl. Incubus was beckoning that of his mother. But, of course any curious pack Wolf was welcome to head his call as well.