The eye of the storm

Kotori had spent a good bit of time away from his family and pack as he had been exploring other lands only to come back for a brief visit then head off again.  Both for the point of getting in some better training and quite frankly due to the strangeness of things going on in the world he had decided it was time to stay closer to home for now.  The last meeting for the entire pack that he recalled was when his father had called them to speak of mom and Azure’s death.    Well, considering they were standing next to dad they apparently weren’t dead this time.  Kotori did indeed do a quick family count as he looked about the pack.  Everyone was alive, slowly he let out a breath the brown-toned wolf hadn’t known he had been holding in.

Kotori skimmed the other wolves in the pack, admittedly not recognizing every face.  Finding his way near to his siblings he sat down, nudging his shoulder up against Briar lightly, “Hey,” the greeting generically tossed to the cluster of sisters.  Maybe he wasn’t the best brother with how little time he spent with his sisters but they seemed to be doing well as far as he could tell.    Kotori could technically ask if any of them wanted to go off on an adventure with him for a few days but, he probably wouldn’t.  


Kotori Fatalis