Hushed Willows and flowers never bend with the rainfall

the vagrant was surprised at the summons. he'd not done a great job at integrating himself here; it wasn't that he felt uncomfortable or anything, more that he felt a little outside the fabric of what was elysium. he belonged here because of olive, and would as long as she was here, but he felt no particular pull or drive toward this place.

still, lily had called for a reason, and so cortez headed that way, tail swinging behind him. his sister had been part of the summons, too, but she wasn't here. it was a bunch of wolves he didn't know all that well. with a small grimace, he emerged from the shadows and took a spot nearby the wolf named ariel.

he gave the undeniably handsome, fine-boned man a nod of greeting before turning to lily, wondering what this was all about.