Brave New World

As expected, Stolas was giddy to the point of being over the moon with excitement at the chance to get to see his best friend again! This time, the two had made plans for the Klein prince to spend some time in Elysium with Fiametta, the two wolves meeting up at about the halfway point to walk back together. Stolas had packed his grimoire in his leather satchel, not needing anything else from his personal effects since he was only going to be gone from home for a short while, and set out that morning from Ashen's new lands, letting his parents know he was headed out so they did not need to worry about him. Fia had designated the nearby swamplands as their rendezvous location, a fair point roughly equidistant from both of their homes. So Stolas set out eastward, passing through the snow covered valleys and plains to reach the swampy quagmire where his friend would be waiting for him.

The trip to meet with Fiametta had been mostly uneventful. Stolas made good time, and just as the sun began to crest its zenith at midday he reached the edges of the icy swamps. Being upwind of them, he did not notice the scent of lingering coyote hovering above the funk of moss and muck, and casually made his way across some floating logs to bounce between the segments of dry land until he picked up on Fia's scent close by. A smile spread over the young wolf's lips and he picked up the pace, trotting through the maze of gnarled trees until he spotted her flame-marked form amongst the gray and brown of their environment. "Fia!" Stolas called out to his friend, waving his paw her way to get her attention before briskly making his way over to meet up with her with a spring in his step and a happy wag to his tail. "Hello again! I hope I didn't keep you waiting for too long."

WC: 330
Total: 667 / 1500

"Fiametta & Stolas"