Hushed Willows Back where I belong

He followed dutifully --- once reaching the tree, the boy did turn his attention from his sister to study the intricate bark of the tree, leaning a tentative nose forward to study the scents that lingered upon it. This place held little love from him -- his heart belonged only to his family and Lost Hollow Creek, so when Spur questioned him on their lost home, the boys ears practically wilted to his head in remembrance.
 
His nose tipped to her cheek in gentle agreement -- his eyes casting past her to study the strange wolves that now harbored them, and a light frown cast itself upon his features.
 
He hated it here.