Great Bear Wilderness hung pictures of patron saints up on my wall

no need to apologize <3

He couldn't be happier with the way things had turned out. He had left home and his family, but he had gained so much more. It wasn't like he had lost his family, he was just living his own life—a life that now included Tuvaq. He was Acheron's family now; they were together almost always, and the freckled boy would never grow tired of his company. 

The only thing that broke through into their perfect little world was winter; the cold was not something they could ignore, and as the days passed, things only got worse. Food was more scarce and the days were shorter and colder. He knew what they needed to do, but he was kind of reluctant to give up their little world. It had been just the two of them for a long time now, and part of him didn't want to give that up. The part of him that wanted them to survive, though, knew they needed to find a pack and soon. 

His companion's movement beside him woke Acheron from his sleep. He stretched and yawned, his gaze following Tuvaq as he started to make his way from the den. He was up the next moment, trotting after the other boy. He brushed against him as he caught up, nipping playfully at his jaw as he murmured: Good morning.