So This Is Goodbye

The near yearling boy was playing in the snow, his massive frame was obvious against the frozen backdrop. Prose grasped talonfulls of snow and flew them up in the air to drop them on Haiku’s head. The boy did his best to dodge them, it was a great game and helped him to better get control of his feet and keep in mind his spacial awareness. Haiku stopped when he heard the call at the border for him, it was very odd but he did recognize the voice.

Haiku quickly raced towards the border and Prose followed, both forgetting their game out the pure curiosity. Haiku had been meaning to go and visit his new friend, after he’d saved her it was easy to give her such a title. A bright grin played on his features as Bowen came into sight and he plowed through the snow drifts to get to her.

”Heya Bowen!” He greeted her with a wagging tail as he looked from her to the looming presence behind, and back to her. ”Did you come to play?”