Stone Circle At every occasion, I'll be ready for the funeral

With recent events in mind, Siarut had been found along the border more and more often. Often waking early and patrolling for hours on end. The trespasser has startled him. The man had grown complacent and soft in this southern pack, and now there could have been serious consequences to pay for his transgressions. A scowl was deeply set along his brow when his sister’s song permeated to air.

Turning toward the sound with surprise and excitement, his previous foul mood was abated for now. He made light work of the distance, his long legs and large paws traversing the land with ease. “Taki!” He called approaching quickly. His tail swayed easily behind him, and a genuine smile spread across his lips.

It took him no time at all to notice the large limbed youngster at her side. Pride swept through him seeing the latest generation of the Ateneq line practically grown. Siarut looked between his sister and his nephew, waiting for a proper introduction.