Emberwood and the ravens are leaving the tower

As they get closer and closer to Zephyr's home, anxiety blooms in his chest. Phillip had never been in a place with a large group of wolves before: most of his life was spent wandering with two at the most and he had only just recently been part one (significantly smaller) group. This place was brimming with life, he could tell just from the borders alone.

Twig retreated into the branches as soon as they stepped across the threshold. Phillip felt even more nervous without his friend on his shoulder, so he discreetly moved closer to Zephyr. He felt a bit comfortable around the boy, even if he was kinda scary at times. 

His eyes lit up when he saw the small pile of food. As eager as he was, Phillip still waited for a moment, glancing at Zephyr to see if it was alright to proceed. He took the gesture as a yes, and slowly took some meat from the pile before eating.