Here We Are

Jakart stumbled after his mother around the trees of he forest, legs much to long, his mother to quick and snow to loose. The young wolf's mind wondered where his father was and if he was ok, a whine of concern creeping out of his muzzle while attempting to follow Tahlia. The thing that was called a barn was beginning to get closer, Jakart staring at the structure ripping through the trees as they walked. Nature hadn't build this perfect and oddly shaped tree, that was for sure. Dad said nature doesn't have straight lines. Tahlia said they were nearly there, which was weird because shouldn't one say that when the destination wasn't in sight? Kind of in sight? Partially?

The eventually all made their way out of the treeline, the thing called a barn now definitely in sight. "The barn tree thing is a pretty color. Dad said the two legs make long standing things." Jakart looked back at his younger sister Anais, a familiar voice bid greeting to their family and Jakart tossed his head back to see who it was. The pup fell onto his back and wiggled to his paws with an excited yip upon seeing Loccian. "Hi Healur. Nako ish somewhere 'round here, dunno where though. But Anais is here with us too!" Jakart poked his nose as his sister, feeling proud for introducing his littermate.