Totoka River for the sake of one who was

*rust noises*
trying to get back into the swing of things so this is shoooooort! until interesting things happen.

He had traveled back outside the Teekon Wilds, continuing without aim or reason, and just the same he returned.

He had no ties to anyone or anything and after so long of being chained by the responsibilities of princehood, of knightood, and then of being a vagaond it was almost a relief but his mind kept wandering back to his encounters in the Teekons.

Perhaps it was time to return.

He traced the banks of a riverbend, mind clouded by thoughs of how close winter was and whether or not it was time to join forces with a pack or go it alone when a voice pulled him from them violently.

He picked up his pace and headed directly for her, closing the distance and emitting a friendly chuff at his friend. Miyako, he called, How have you been?