Whitefish River Bridges you burn

Closing up <3

Connor nodded and another came swiftly.
The leader he supposed.
They asked for permission and she gave it with a careful look over the young boy.
He gave her a quick smile.
He wasn't really used to these pack formalities.

Then they were moving again through the territory. His Mama seemed excited about something.
Connor more neutral, so Rowan through.
Then it hit him. That childhood smell he couldn't place.
There are more?

Moonshadow delved into the den and presented him with two mewling children.
Rowan stared at them.
Already feeling sick.
He forced a smile onto his face to not disappoint his Mother. He loved her. But these things? What?
He leaned in to sniff them, no doubt with Connor's eyes burning into his back.
One licked at his muzzle.
They were children yes. But for his Mama to have more? He felt too old yet his life had really just started.
Forgotten perhaps. Though he did run away.

After a while of more talking and playing, Rowan was escorted to the borders again where he...ran away. And didn't look back.