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It seemed the western side of the continent was densely populated, only a few territories existing as buffers between pack borders. Sol and Khonsu continued their way south from Insomnia as the sun's light began to fade from the horizon, intent on visiting at least one more pack before setting off to find an abandoned den to turn in for the night. Khonsu was visibly bored, his social battery draining even as Sol's seemed to passively fill. The cobalt-eyed wolf was over the moon at the introductions he'd made, the individuals he'd thus far met, and the potential of more relationships to be built over the next few days. How was one ever supposed to choose a home to reside in when there were so many options?

Sol's head was held high as the twins pranced toward the rocks, excitement in his eyes as he tipped back his muzzle and called politely for an audience with one of this land's residents. Unlike the plains they'd visited prior, this territory carried his voice loud and proud as it echoed off the rocks. "Wow!" Sol turned his excited gaze to his brother. "Did you know it could do that?"

Khonsu's head dipped briefly in exhaustion, but he was more than used to entertaining his sheltered twin's childlike wonder. "Yes. An echo." He told him gently.