Ankyra Sound The retelling of an old story

AW! however I will tag @Corva, or @Mirabelle whichever one hails your muse :)

Cecil had made his rounds, the territory Thuringwethil had choosen was perfect for the pack she had forged. While he had been familiaralizing himself with the territory however, he had yet to interact with any within other than the intriguing young temporary Fleimkepa Eske. It was however as the sun was setting and night was beginning to blossom that he took a moment for himself.

He ventured outside the territory of Dragoncrest with the specific intention of reflection. Taking time to think of the journey he had completed, and thinking of the family he had left behind. He knew where his path laid out before him, here at his Heda's side. However he couldn't help but miss his mother and father, wondering if his sibilings were fairing ok without him. The obsidian male had never spent this much time away from his family, and seeing as he was still adjusting to life in Drageda, Cecil was feeling rather lonely. And quite frankly, a smidge homesick.