Stone Circle You had the chance to be a good thing for this pack

Spring had hit and the woodland boy found himself avoiding snow patches more and more as the days passed. Just like Leta he had found it amusing at first, but as winter hit full force it just got cold and wet. West wasn't fully aware of what Spring entailed, but he couldn't wait for summer again.

These thoughts took over his mind as the young boy traveled towards the borders, his tail giving a light wag behind him with each step he took. Clay had returned recently, maybe that meant Newt was close behind? The thought excited him long enough until the white man came into view Uncle Siarut! Have there been any signs of my brother? West made use of his long legs to catch up and match his Uncle's steps, although he couldn't help but step excitedly in place. Not that Newt was back, but he was sure the scholar would be back soon.