X Marks the Spot

Light gray paws walked across the land ever so gracefully. The dame had traveled long and far to reach this place, Valhalla! This is where the other wolves had directed her; this is where her brother was said to be. Black lined ears perked up as Hureia listened to the soft sounds all around her. It was getting cold winter was on its way. Oh how the femme loved winter; the birth season of her and her brother.

The dame had awaited this day?the final step of her journey. Would her brother look different than before? Bigger? Perhaps?yet still the same Thane on the inside right. Her sweet brother who always turned to her for help, comfort, reassurance. The brute who had relied on his sweet sister for support.

He must desperately need her?long for her. Had he gone mad? That is what she still feared. Would he remember her? Embrace her? Aqua blue eyes focused on the border of Valhalla as black lined ears perked up once more. That scent?the scent of pine needles; same as the pine that grew in the tundra.

?Thane?.? she said quietly to herself.

With that she let out a small gentle howl; would her brother recognize it?
Hureia couldn?t wait any longer and went closer to the edge of the border. Aqua blue eyes tried to get a look of her brother, where was he?