Fairspell Meadow no wonder you're losing your mind, the way it wanders;;

Memories of being a child flooded Lennon’s mind, and in contrast to Alarian’s opinion he absolutely loved being a young adult far more. His life as a pup was restricted, and in fairness he didn’t enjoy his family nearly as much as he has with the wolves met on his travels. ”I didn’t have any,” He admitted, lowering his haunches onto the ground, ears perked in the air ready to listen to Alarian’s words. ”Got in most trouble by myself.”

A short silence came over the two, the calming sound of wind blowing over the tall grasses replaced the lack of words. ”What was it like? You and your siblings?”