Whitebark Stream samna ⧏

I will always make time for you, my friend. <3

The warrior had been away from the Moonglow wolves for some time. He had searched for the missing members of their clan until his paws had been broken and raw. He had ventured to Akashingo in his search before he corrected his course and began making his way to where the Moonwoman would be. Foxfur’s mind buzzed with thoughts of the runaway prince. Crowfeather was near, but he could not be taken.

Wearily, the man plodded until his gaze landed on a familiar pale shape. Foxfur drew his head up and called out to her. His voice was worn, and his frame had withered from days of travel. The warrior did not look well. There was a tiredness that clung to his figure and pulled him down.

Moonwoman, he greeted in his bleary voice. Foxfur’s ears fell to his head and he bowed deeply to her.