Phoenix Maplewood lügnerisch

maybe a @Lane? no pressure! <3

he ranged out, as much for himself as any other. rivenwood held night watchmen now, though the younger wolves were more retiring in nature.
approaching the firetree forest, he of course though of iana. she did not remain far from mind these days, as laurel did not leave him.
burdened with his regret in refusal, struggling beyond, mahler sat himself down to watch the sun flicker from late noon into evening, watching a pair of nesting bluebirds twirl at the edge of the woodland.