brotherly fun

Thorn loved roaming the lands and mapping everywhere he went. Perhaps his passion to travel had gone overboard lately with not enough time given to being around his family. So, today he’d asked Sol if he wanted to hang out. Nothing fancy, but a chance to roam the aspen dam, chat about what they were each up to.

Thorn had stories of other places he’d seen, wonderous things he’d seen. Creatures or other wolves he'd battle against, whether as a spar or serious matter. More than talking though he was curious to hear what Sol spent his personal time on when free. How much did they have in common besides blood?

As they continued forward Thorn spotted bear paw prints and with a glance to Sol shifted his gait to follow the path. “Smells recent.”

"Thorn Carpathius"