Our time draws near

Silver head would raise from a comfortable rest and eyelids would flicker open, revealing stunning hazel brown eyes. He had heard the call resonating throughout the territory and echoing off of the stone floor of his root hollow. A smile would grace his features and the man would rise to his paws. Crucifix.

Before taking off to join his friend Ahmose would tilt back his skull and send a deep toned return howl so that the man would know he was coming. Then the silver coated beast would push off through the trees towards the sound of his summons.

It had been a while since he had last seen him, and knew that the man could very well have made the final touches he needed to perfect his pack. The thought warmed his heart, knowing that he would soon be a part of that movement.

He had meant to find his sisters in the time that lapsed between their previous meeting but to no avail. The pair could not be found in all of Alacritis and Ahmose had to return home. He had been sure to leave his markers by the land bridge where he had crossed so that they would be able to follow him through the land if they chose to arrive.

The cross marked man was in his sights now and Ahmose chose to quicken his steps to reach him faster. The snow on the ground was not proving to be a problem for the man who was raised sliding through sand dunes and besting the biting night storms of the desert. So he had no trouble padding across the winter landscape towards his friend.

"Hello Crucifix!" He greeted him, his deep male tones fogging through the air towards the man who held so much in store for his future.

"Speech"