Together Again

Jakart gave curious blink and tried to look where his fathers muzzle had stirred up the fur between his ears. Both of them flicked in a strange sense of curiousness. He couldn't remember the last time Bane had done that. The youngest wolf eyed where his sister was looking down at the river and a pleased grin spread across his muzzle. "That's a lot of water?" He mumbled next to Nako. The elder wolf drew his offspring's attention with a nudge on the head and the two brothers took in the worlds that were spoken. Their sire spoke for only a few moments. Bane explained that their were three Talutah gods, what their reign in the world was and what the Talutah mark stood for. It stood for defiance to the gods. That no wolf shall be oppressed for they are born free in the world. Not bound to a pack or whatever deity's that existed in the sky above once death claimed them. If they were in a fight, go for the face and throat. Bane's sage advice was heeded partially by Jakart, who nudged Nako's shoulder again and motioned towards the river as Anais looked at the river. "Wanna go wade in the shallow later?"