Fairspell Meadow Family Ties

Kieran was returning from a small hunt, padding through the snow with a small smile on his face, and humming to himself as he moved absentmindedly across the land. His dark emerald eyes trailed the horizon until they landed on a figure not too far off, and the young hunter's curiousity urged him closer, ears perking forward.

He let out a small chuff of greeting, a puff of frosted air releasing from his nose as he closed the distance. "Hello," He called out, tail swaying gently behind him as he drew near enough for conversation. He did not recognise this wolf, though he did slightly remind the boy of his father, Sylvas.