Spring Folly

Solstice had fallen quite of late and the Alpha boy suddenly found himself with more time on his hands then he had imagined. He would find himself travelling to the lake on the edge of his territory, one of his favourite spots with the beautiful water and the softly gurgling stream that connected to it. He had brought Motif to the pack the day before and had high hopes that the warrior training may begin soon, certainly that might help encourage wolves to participate more within the pack. Perhaps he ought to call another meeting.. he hated to think the wolves he had welcomed into Solstice had vanished on him without a word.



The boy would seat himself at the edge of the lake, with his tail curving about him to dip the slight tip into the cool liquid. It was spring in Alacritis, an energetic time of the year, filled with new life or what would soon be so. He hadn't really thought of children before, but he suppose Spring was the time of year it would come to mind, if it ever did.