Home Sweet Tree House

Found family wasn't a strange concept to Wylan, but it was the first time he'd felt it for himself. Sen belonged in the treehouse with them as through he'd been born to it. He didn't know what their future would look like, but he was happy that it included the other boy.


He settled down more comfortably on his furs, preparing to settle down for the night. A part of him didn't want to close his eyes, but wanted to keep talking to the other wolf, and keep this day going.


When Sen spoke again, Wylans tail wagged slowly and lightly behind him. “That's a good idea. I need to collect my knife from my Uncle Charlie and get some practice in before the raid.”