Rampage had enjoyed spending the last year roaming about the landscape, getting to know himself and his abilities. At the same time he got to learn all manner of natures secrets. Being a loner didn’t give the security one got in a pack but Rampage had never been one to fill a need for protection. Even without a pack, his bloodline marked him as a prince, a standard above those who were not Klein’s.

He was back to his old stomping grounds now, and had just found himself a surprisingly fat rabbit for a snack. Ram lay near the water’s edge, one paw resting on the corpse to keep it in place as he tore a chunk of flesh away. His ears were up and alert, listening for any unwanted visitors interrupting the roaming prince’s meal.

"Rampage Klein"

Renegade was on his way back to his old stomping grounds, where Ashen had once upon stood tall and proud. He knew there were some herbs to be found here. Though it was hard to have a store of them when you were a loner and always moving around. He’d been quite active, roaming all over boreas, so he sought out the herb Boneset so that he might make a poultice for his aching muscles. He wouldn’t need very much, but he remembered where they grew from when they once lived here.

He led his ocelot companion, nearly in a beeline as they crossed over the tired border, when he caught the scent of someone familiar. Of course Ashen scents had long faded from here now, but his brother’s presence was quite fresh. He veered slightly until Rampage came into sight. "Fancy meeting you here, brother.” He greeted but did not sit, he was eager to get his plants for relief.


"Renegade Klein"

Ram’s head raised from tearing off a bit of meat as a scent came to him, one that was both familiar and actually welcome. Dropping his meat the brown wolf turned to see Renegade. How long had it been since he’d seen family? “Ren, hadn’t expected to run into you here.” There was a welcoming tone in his words, despite his pride comparing himself to the rest of the world, Ren was a loved family member. No need to see each other all the time to still have bonds of kinship.

“I just felt it was time to come back, I guess amuse self in some memories of earlier days and all that. What brought you this way?” Not that he was some emotionally softy but, hey, everyone looks back wistfully at points, right?

"Rampage Klein"