Neverwinter Forest He's always playing with a light

Fig thought he had enjoyed traveling on his own, but it didn't take him long to realize how much he preferred being with pack. It was gratifying to know he at least could survive on his own if ever he needed to, but it was not what he wanted for his life. He wanted to be with pack. And more than that, he wanted to be with family.

He was supposed to be searching for food to hunt on his owner, but somehow, his trail brought him back to Bronco. He spied his step brother... brother-in-law... step brother-in-law? Let's not get into it. He spied the Blackthorn ahead of him in the trees and chuckled to himself, turning his paws so his trajectory aligned with his sister's mate.

"We've either both found the same scent trail, or coincidentally found the same path to aimlessly wander," Fig commented as he approached with a smile.