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Ohen was in an unusually good mood today.  His stomach was full he had patrolled the boarders,  and now it was time to rest. He walked for a bit when he came across a decent looking place to take a nap. With a yawn he laid down and looked up at the trees above him.

He thought back to his home and was curious as to what his family was doing. Silence was all around him, and Ohen took the chance to say a prayer to his Gods.  Once he was finished the ebony male flopped to his side and closed his eyes, letting the darkness welcome him with open arms.
Truthfully Kelorth did not know why he chose to join this pack, his silvery white coat stood out alarmingly against the darkness of Blackfeather Woods and from the wolves he had saw so far, or more correctly, spied upon so far, they mostly bore coats as black as night, as dark as ink, able to blend in easily with their surroundings. He was like a beacon at midnight but the boy did not mind, after all he loved a challenge and he was sure he would be able to stalk through the woods like a shifting shadow soon. It would just take a bit of time. Everything took time and right now, the ghost had all the time in the world, or so he thought.

He was still mapping out the pack grounds, his new home and with trotted through the woods in a nonchalant manner though in truth his senses were alert and ready to defend himself should anyone suddenly attack him. Anything could happen in unfamiliar lands. And something unexpected did show up. Fierce ocean blue eyes confirmed what his nose smelled, black pelt and a white muzzle. A smirk curled at Kelorth's lips as he trotted closer and nudged the other male in the belly gently. "Hello, little brother." the silver prince drawled.
Ohen was just about to finally fall asleep when something touched his stomach. He scrunched his nose, but when he heard those words and the sound of that voice he froze. It had to be a dream right? The Ebony male open his eyes to be blinded by her brother's pale coat. Ohen blinked a few times to make sure he wasn't dreaming when he finally said something. "Kelorth" he asked, making sure his eyes were not playing a trick on him. The dark male rose and sat facing his brother and couldn't help but have a shocked expression plastered on his face.  

"W-what are you doing here" he asked and had a million other questions racing through his head. Ohen thought that his brother was still back in Dragon Valley, but that clearly was not the case.
A gleam of amusement touched the boy's crystalline blue eyes as Ohen blinked at him before speaking his name and sitting up with an expression of utter shock plastered across his face. This time, Kelorth could not help but chuckle softly, the sound rumbling gently from his chest. "Guess you haven't mastered the skill of hiding your emotions, little brother." It was always amusing for Kelorth to frighten or surprise one of his siblings, the look of shock upon their faces were priceless, in fact you could almost say he made sure to keep a logbook of their surprised faces in his head. In times of grief, sadness, bla bla bla...he could look at their faces and laugh at their expressions.


Kelorth raised an eyebrow at his question, "Am I not allowed to follow my instincts like my fellow littermates and explore the world outside Dragon Valley? I do not wish to later inherit the reins of the Valley, I wish to go out and find a place for myself." Bright eyes of the ocean gazed curiously at the swarthy fellow. "Is that not the reason why you left? Or is it because our beloved sister left first?"
TheOhen listen as Kelorth laughed at him, and then gave his little speech on why he left Dragon Valley. Ohen rolled his eyes as his brother explained how he wanted to explore, and find a place for himself. If there was one thing that bored Ohen, it was speeches. However when his pale brother spoke of Bassilth his ears shot forward with interest. "I left for both reasons" he said keeping his exuse for leaving the Valley short and sweet. "Have you seen Bassilth at all" he asked, needing to know if she was in the area or not.

"I have not seen her since the Valley and I fear something terrible may have happened to her" he said and wondered what his sister was doing. Ohen always thought his sister was the most spiritual of their litter, and he had faith that the Gods will watch over her. However he couldn't help but feel a bit of doubt in his Gods, as they have not answered any of his prayers since he left the Valley.