Eeeeels, honey

Never in his wildest dreams would he have imagined that Ashen would dissolve. It felt like one of those things that had always been there and would always be, but it was just proof of how much things could change, he supposed. Since his parents had already gone on their own way to find a nice place to retire and his siblings were being the independent wolves they were it left him at a bit of a crossroads, unsure of what to do with himself. He considered living on his own for a while and taking the opportunity to explore the world with more freedom to go where he wanted, but even after a couple of days of that he kind of missed the structure and community of a pack. It was what he had grown up in and what he was used to.

That just left him the question of where and that had been an easy question to answer. He had spent a bit of time in The Hallows already after finding Dusk direly injured, keeping her company while she recovered. Because of that he was fairly familiar with the castle dwelling pack and if he couldn't live in Ashen then the knew he wanted to live here. Luckily Art had been willing to take him in and now he was getting settled in, having chosen a room on the third floor down the hall from his cousin Rebel. At least he wasn't the only Ashen wolf taken refuge here. He stood back from the bed he had been spreading furs across that had been kind enough to gift to him, tipping his head to the side a bit as he tried to decide if he liked how they were. He'd never had a bed up on a frame like this before so he wasn't sure how it was supposed to be. This had to be good enough, he supposed. As if to answer his question for him, Slate hopped up onto the bead, making him smirk as the snow leopard made himself at home.

"Sitri Klein-Destruction"