Dragoncrest Cliffs Sweet baby boy

of all the wolves to come upon this, portia was probably the most understanding. it was strange, sure, and the fisa was incredibly curious of whatever method hush had to his madness-- but she too had her own place marked with plants and rocks and vines and skulls filled with various seeds or trinkets. she understood.

when he took notice to her, she grinned, tail waving. "hey, hun!" she purred, tail wagging, "i see you've got your paws full today." she knew hush couldn't answer, but it was still well worth her time to acknowledge his wild scattering and peeing.