King Elk Forest lift ev'ry voice and sing

sorry i missed this before!! D:

every day burke's death feels a little less heavy to the androgyne. there are plans in motion and pieces moving and things to take care of so he turns his attention to the daily rituals of morwinyon and away from -- well, no, who are we kidding, he's anxious as can be, he's just getting better at managing it.

it's easy to pick queenie from the trees, given the stark nature of her coat, and he finds himself quickening his pace to catch up to her. the more he gets to know his wolves the more he likes each of them individually -- but there's something about the mouthy girl that makes him feel a kinship to her. maybe it's just nice to have someone he doesn't feel like he's gotta be leader-y around (even though he probably should be). "hey," delight chuffs as he approaches, his tail giving a brief wag, "penny for your thoughts?"