Something Forgotten

So maybe he could hold onto his youth for just a litttttle longer. What could it hurt? Besides... This would wasn?t from Lyenne, but from the mountains that separated the lands from the windy lands beyond. Kyda could no longer hold back as a wide smile spread across his face and he would take off after the pup. Despite being older he wasn?t as fast as the other. He would try and keep up though, hoping to outlast Kar at this point rather than catch up to him.

The fact that he needed to get home, for the moment, was forgotten. He could truly be free here... Ignore the way he was supposed to carry himself as dictated by the Clan and his parents. A short while passed before they came to a riverbed, where both wolves would slow to a halt, panting as they stepped up to the small stream of water... The trickle that the roaring river became during the summer months.

Kyda would lower his head to the water, lapping up the cool liquid and gulping it down. He wasn?t used to running that hard for so long.