This Is Goodbye

Albion couldn’t deny he was finding himself enjoying the trip outside of Fenmyre’s borders. Usually the boy lingered within packlands, and occasionally followed after Scylla. Mostly he observed, he wasn’t very talkative or boisterous. Were it not for the fairness of his pelt Albion would have blended in with the background. He was better at watching and waiting. He was good at following, he’d never had the desire to lead anyone.

Being with Scylla and Cerberus up here felt liberating. Like the three of them could do literally anything they set their hearts to. His sister the spitfire led them as the two brothers offered her their undying support. Albi could have stayed like this forever. Just the three amigos off in the world. No parents watching over their shoulders, no little brothers to bother them, just the world and the three of them.

He figured Scylla was calling them together for another adventure. Perhaps to punk on that boy Elysium called its heir. Even ALbion enjoyed seeing him get riled up. The yearling was kind of excited as he appeared before his sister on massive paws. He sat down with Cerberus and Scylla got right to business. Albion’s jaw dropped as she spoke, he was so taken aback at her confession.

Before he could even think words were tumbling from his lips. The young wolf was never very talkative, but he spoke now without hesitation. "Then I’m staying too.” There was no way he would allow a whole continent to separate him from his sister.

"Albion Klein"