Burn it down [meeting]

Outside, it seemed more a mystical magical place than actual location he had once experienced. Only once since the orange woman’s appearance had he snuck out and since then the leash his mothers kept him on was a tight one. Still he was growing a season from being a yearling and already starting to outgrow his brother.

But then momma Ara had done something he had not expected, poking first her head out of the den. (That was enough to get his attention.) Then leading them all out seemingly in answer of the howl that had rung out. At first he had stayed behind her, then as Psalm raced forwards so too did his twin. A yip of excitement burst from his lips as he easily kept pace with his brother, the exhilaration of finally being free filling him up and pushing out any fear. They would stop in the clearing, crystal blues scanning for any wolves he knew, for his friend.

He had not seen where she had gone… but regardless not seeing her again would not put a damper on his good spirits. Hymn settled himself, less than gently, beside his brother. Playfully nipping and tugging at Psalm’s ear. For what felt like an entire life time he had been forced to control himself, to hide away and now he might as well have been a season old again. It was time to make up for all the lost playtime.

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