Blackfeather Woods mother, meet my friends

He met her embrace quickly, drawing in her scent and not failing to notice the worry in her gaze.his gut twisted at the sight of it, and of what he knew he must tell to her. it was a wordless moment that he stood close, stepping back when his mother moved to greet Freyja. he offered a soft smile to his companion before addressing Vuk. "I'm sorry I have been away so long. there was a coyote; a fight. I was injured, and Freyja's pack cared for me." he explained quickly, voice soft.

he did not want to breech the second topic just yet, it seemed wrong to announce his intentions so quickly and callously. thus he waited a moment longer, hoping his explanation would not worry her, which was unlikely. the wounds around his neck had mostly disappeared into his thick pelt, mostly scabbed, and seldom bow did they pain him.