Cedar Sweep The wrath of God in a bottle.

maybe @Seri if she'd wander but still AW!

After the past few weeks Ceallach had felt oddly pent up. There was something in the air at home - something he wasn't familiar or certain about - and it drove him towards their borders and towards a new avenue. He wasn't unfamiliar with work or pulling his weight as he felt it more his duty since he was the last son of the Alpha pair. Even without his mother holding the title the ruhtinas still felt his parents held their places with pride. It was something he wanted to carry on, too, not only in their honors but to carve and claim his own. Far away his brother was doing things, though Ceallach might never know it, and his sisters still held their own unique traits. 

The kronikka passed the borders and into the nearby Sweep, mostly driven by the urge to stretch his legs and explore. Like his parents before him, Ceallach would be driven to those whims and fancies - and he would want to move and go and learn. It was his only goal for the day, truly.