makin my way round the world

They were nearing the end of their weeks-long meet and greet now with only two pack borders left unvisited. Sol and Khonsu were growing exhausted with the near constant travelling and were growing eager to find a home and claim a place in this world for themselves. Auster's weather was at least much more palatable then Boreas', and the downtime between pack visits was spent in relative warmth.

Coming up upon a creek, they encountered their next border. Khonsu sighed and gestured with his head for his brother to go ahead, prompting the cobalt eyed wolf to tip back his head and howl a polite call. They wished to hear from a resident of this land what this pack was like and what sort of individual might fit in here.


Sol & Khonsu