Said all I want from you is to see you tomorrow and every tomorrow, maybe you’ll let me borrow your heart It had nearly been a year since he had come to these lands now, most of that time spent without Phantom at his side. His heart yearned for his friend, his steps slower as he moved through the knolls. He had given up on searching, knowing that it was too late for the German Shepherd. His brother was not a forgiving man, and if he had scouts here then he needed to be even more careful. Eniko knew that he should move to the other continent, but the humidity there was too harsh on his weak lungs. This seemed to be the only place that he could realistically survive, even after a summer like that. However, it didn't stop him from feeling like giving up. Maybe it was time just just picked a spot to sit at, waiting to be found. He was tired of hiding, tired of running. Most of all, he just didn't want to be alone anymore. How much further would he have to go to outrun his brother? Letting out a sigh, he sat down and eyed the herd of buffalo. He may look strong on the outside, but he wasn't strong enough to take his own life. That would end all of this, it wasn't like he was going to risk settling down and making a family here anyways. He couldn't endanger anyone like that, the spotted male wouldn't be able to live with himself if any harm came to those he loved. Eniko had lived a few good years, why drag this on longer? It would only be a matter of time before Kaahi tracked him down, there was no escaping his ternary. Closing his yellow eyes, he took as deep of a breath as he could, pushing everything away. He was letting his emotions get the best of him, which is not how he had been raised to act. It was time to buck up or die, he just needed to pick one to do. And is it too much to ask for every Sunday while we at it throw in every other day to start "SPEAK"

With Winter  quickly approaching Spider was a man on a mission, now that he and Natiel had found a place to live it was his job as a healer to keep a heavy stock of medicinal herbs before the first snowfall. Time was of the essence as plants had already begun to wither in the coming cold.  While before he had simply wandered and gathered what he could before inevitably abandoning them he now hunted for specific herbs. On today’s list was Yarrow and for once he walked with his head raised, as he searched for any sign of the white flowers. He was never aware of it, but when he was focused on herbs and healing his entire personality changed; He never stuttered when going through the laundry list of medicinal herbs or the less desirable effects of a disease. Echo had noticed it immediately but had only watched the wolf with a knowing gaze, afraid that pointing it out would break the illusion. He doesn’t know it’s in his head the bird had thought as Spider described in great detail what Yarrow looked like so he could search for it from above. Spider had in fact been so focused on finding white flowers that he only caught sight of the other wolf by the cluster of white speckles on his back and as soon as what he was seeing registered, the untroubled façade shattered. He dropped low, tucking his tail and flattening his ears, wide, fearful eyes locked on the turned figure who by all rights probably didn’t even know he was there. At first he thought that it was a fawn, and its mother would be close-by, ready to trample him to death, but had in fact never seen a fawn that was almost as large as him, and that was of course ignoring the impossibility of a deer sitting like a wolf. As the pieces clicked into place he allowed himself to relax, but only slightly, in many ways a stranger wolf was a greater threat than a protective deer and would be apt to rip out his throat if they felt the need. ”But we’re working on that aren’t we?” The memory of the bird’s voice rang in his ears and he squeezed his eyes shut at the thought. The older male had been much larger and much more intimidating than this stranger seemed to be and he had left the encounter unscathed. He swallowed a lump in his throat and, after practically forcing himself uttered a quiet, curious, “H-h-hello?” Spider speaking Echo Speaking