Who made you a family man?

Maverick had been living in the Ashen empire for a couple of weeks now, and though it would take a good deal of time to grow fully accustomed to living in a pack once again, he was already beginning to show great progress. He was even starting to remember the names of the wolves he lived with and make friends with them! Perhaps the wild vagabond could be reintegrated into society after all. Venom had spent much of their time teaching him the ways of Ashen and of her Abraxas family, and though there was much for him to learn, Mav was fully invested in making this new life of his work, no matter how much effort it took on his part. The wolf was so caught up in the whirlwind of bedlam that came with the entire upheaval of his way of life that it was easy for him to forget about all the loose ends he'd left behind in the flurry of activity his days had become. That is, until one of those loose ends came calling for him.

Maverick had been learning some of the usual patrol routes of Ashen's warriors when the call from the neighboring territory came out for him. He recognized his brother's voice in a heartbeat, ears perking and head snapping up as a wide grin spread across his lips. He hadn't seen Gareth in some time since they'd both arrived in Boreas, each brother taking their own path to discover the strange new lands. Mav would never forget his brother, however, and while he just assumed Gareth had started making his own way after having not seen him for two seasons, the white and navy brute was more than eager to reunite with his rambler sibling! Mav abandoned the patrol route and rushed out the eastern border of Ashen into the wide field of tall grasses as far as the eye could see. With the murky spring weather bringing heavy gray clouds rolling about overhead, Maverick meandered through the vast plains, crunching dried grasses beneath heavy paws while teal eyes searched the golden fields for signs of his inverse twin.

He found him waiting amongst the golden grasses, bright coat standing starkly out against the land. Maverick's grin widened, beaming with fraternal affection for his brother. He ran up to his mirror twin, not even pausing as he went careening right into a tight brotherly embrace that pulled Gareth tight to him. "There you are! I thought you might've gotten lost and wandered into the sea or something!" he teased his smaller brother, playfully rubbing Gareth's forehead and nuzzling his cheek against his own. "Finally decided to come back and find me now that the snows are gone, huh? Not too cold on your little sensitive tootsies, eh?"

"Maverick"