Show my cards, give you my heart

These lands were all knew to him, more places to explore as he tried to find the rumored new Ebony. His old lands were gone, run by vipers who destroyed all they touched. The mountains seemed to sing out to him, calling him with a promise of exploration. The height was nothing for the tall wolf, and it was a rather easy climb for him. He was chasing the sunrise, seeing if he could beat it to the tip of the mountain. Perhaps then he could sleep at last, exhaustion was waring at him. The climb was perhaps the best thing for him, it tired his body and mind and promised him a dreamless sleep. Those were very few and far between, a rare blessing for the royal wolf. So on he went, keeping his bi-colored eyes open for a possible cave for some rest.

It was then that the song reached his audits, auburn ears facing forward. It couldn't be... Vasilisa? His heart began to pound in his chest as he picked up the pace, nearly stumbling as he raced to see if it truly was her. He had thought her dead, like he did the rest of his family. And why would be think otherwise? Hardly anyone made it out of that war. Eyes searched for sight of her form, and at last she appeared before him like a mirage. He had seen things before because of his lack of sleep, so his eyes were wary as he approached the smaller girl, tail slowly wagging behind him. "Vasilisa?" He called softly, her name sounding even foreign to his own ears. It had been two long years since he had even dreamed of seeing her again, and here she was before him. Fendar closed the gap, pushing his larger body into hers softly. He was met with real flesh and fur, knowing that she was truly here before him. "Oh my dearest sister." He whispered, picking up one of those long limbs and draping it about her.