round here the sky's a little closer a little closer to the ground
As a child Aslan had developed a habit of wandering over the borders. Sawtooth had been the pack left to put up with this, though of course Song and Dhiren hadn't minded and by the time this Jupiter person had come into the picture with Ludicael he had fortunately learnt the importance of boundaries. Not one had he tried to visit the Springs in the recent months, though he certainly missed the family that still called the place home. Truth be told he knew little about the new arrangements of things, only knew that under no condition was he to go on Ludicael lands.
Abaven on the other hand, they were still thriving and still allies to the pack and Aslan had decided it was about time he paid them a visit. He didn't know his cousin very well at all or any of the wolves within the pack though maybe he ought to try and fix that. And so now the tall boy found himself upon the borders of Abaven and let out a call for the fellow Destructions within.
it's hard for someone to get lost here harder still to get found
