our new 'home' ?

There was a stillness in the air as Yarra departed from their side. From what Sol and Khonsu were able to gather, a large group of the woman's family lived and were to lay claim to these lands. All else aside, at least it was a powerful environment they now called home. Born in the north, the twins were uniquely suited for survival here.

Their dense fur bristled against the gusts, shrouding them in a dense haze as the winds battled with the flickering light before them. Unperturbed by the acrid smoke - a familiar adversary from countless fire-based rituals - neither wolf so much as flinched. Sol's head rested dejectedly upon their paws, pulling Khonsu's neck low enough that the underside of his muzzle brushed gently against his brother's fur.

In quiet solidarity the twins gazed at the captivating dance of the flames, absorbing the calm of the moment and waiting for their mistress's return when the peace would break.

Sol & Khonsu