Stone Circle Who shall separate us from the love of Christ?

He'd worried that Sunny would refuse to see him after he'd sent Dawn to give him the news of his siblings. It'd seemed more important to get the information to him than to have it come from him, at the time, but now he wasn't sure it'd been a good idea. It seemed it needn't have worried, though, because as soon as Grayday called, there was Sunny, trotting toward him with a friendly wag of his tail.

For a moment, Grayday could only marvel at how big he'd gotten, before he realized that it wasn't Sunny at all. Grayday stared, grasping at straws, as he tried to figure out where he'd seen this very familiar wolf before. It was only when he spoke that his synapses seemed to click into place, and Grayday was able to respond with a weak, croaky, "Ezekiel?"

Could it really be him? Back with his family, safe and in one piece? Grayday took a half-step toward him before remembering the border, and then simply waiting for the other male to reach him, tail wagging vaguely and with a wild grin growing slowly over his face.