Dawnlark Plains the city is burning around them

when he'd first came to morningside, grayday's second litter were children, just a moon or so older than the pups were now. now, dauntless--the only remaining member of that trio still here--was on the cusp of being a man. past that cusp now, probably, with his father's death. adi's eyes lit on the brown-hued male headed toward the border, and padded that way, face open and friendly.

"borders? can i walk with you for a while?" he asked gently, canting his head to the right. he fell in step with dauntless, though hanging back a little, waiting for his response. if he wanted solitude, then solitude he would provide. perhaps, though, the wolf sometimes called mirza would appreciate some company.