Flycatcher Downs i've been everywhere, man

wow i'm sorry i forgot about this one. this'll be my last post

Shale mock-flinched at Murdock's (apt) depiction of their brother, but then cringed for real when he brought up. . .well, that tale. He flushed with heated embarrassment, breaking into a nervous grin as he looked at the ground moving beneath his feet as he walked along.

"Nope, that was definitely me," he said sheepishly, his voice disintegrating into laughter as he went on. "Hey, you can't fault me for wanting to help! That was a serious situation," Shale snorted, looking back up at Murdock with mirthful tears in his eyes as well.

"We had fun, up there on the river," he said softly, smiling. "Wasn't always perfect, but we did have a lot of good times."

And now he was here again, swapping tales with his long-lost brother as they traveled to find another long-lost brother. And Spot was here as well, and nieces and nephews unseen, unknown. The Sameth wolves had traveled far and wide and yet. . .they had found each other, in the end.