Darkness Settles In

Ears twisted upon the white males head, the sun was lowering slowly. One of the male's favorite time of day if he was going to be honest, the lands under his paws lush and green. Although there was some that was only burn from the heat that seemed to never end. He had his own opinions on the weather and what it's been showing them all. It would only get worse before it got better. He had no memory of coming to these lusher lands. The blades swaying back and forth with the breeze. Hopefully the darker grey clouds held the promise of rain, something Boreas definitely needed. He wasn't stupid, as purple and ice blue eyes looked out over the basin, the sparkling waves of the water source giving a ethereal glow.

However, Atticus enjoyed life within Insomnia, but there was much more he needed to know. He wanted to know what he could of the pack and of Medusa. So lifting his head he let a song out to call out for The Wraith herself. It would give the brute a chance to know the woman he called an Alpha and build a bond of trust with her. Lets face it, Atticus didn't trust overnight. It took him a while to trust another. He had his reasons. And surely his brother would understand Atticus for calling out for her.

It would only make the bonds of the pack stronger when he had chosen the right time to meet them all. Even her children. The layout before him was a sight to take in though, the mountain ridges off in the far distance that seemed to reach up and touch the skies while the land held prime hunting and even relaxation. A smirk crawling along his lip as he took in the beauty around him.

"Talking."