Last stop

Despite Ulric's disdain for the amount of time they'd spent traveling. Artorias was the polar opposite. The boy reveled in his opportunity to explore Boreas and see more of the world, taking in all the sights from strangely colored woods to vast mountain ranges to northern tundras to deserts to plains, and now they approached a large lake, protected by the boundaries of another pack. This was Aerie, and when he had heard about this pack, it had often been said with distaste on the tongue. He didn't know why, but he assumed he would find out soon enough. "Getting homesick, Ulric?" Artorias teased his mentor with a smirk when Ulric exclaimed how they could start heading home after this. Of course, Artorias was missing his home and his bed and his routines, but he wouldn't have traded this real world experience for anything. In fact, it reinvigorated his drive to go traveling even more so! Ulric howled for the Aerie alpha, and Artorias meandered around the nearby area, inspecting the land while they waited for someone to show up and greet them.

"Artorias" | "Corbin"