Redsand Canyon I only greet

It was her.

Hey! What are you doing here? Atreus asked, tentatively moving closer. Checking up on me? he guessed before she could answer. I’m doing okay. Actually, I’m doing good.

Things were a bit up in the air with Mereo’s structure lately but its fundamentals hadn’t changed enough to negatively impact anything, at least in Atreus’s point of view. He was still committed to the pack in the canyon. He was slowly growing and nurturing relationships with its fellow inhabitants, even if he wasn’t particularly close to anyone.

And it’s Icarus now, he thought to add, eyes softening a little as they lingered on her familiar face.