Lost Creek Hollow Here comes good news, here comes sorrow

Of course he can <3 <3 <3

Sandulf moved through the pathways of their home. Leaving markings where they needed refreshed. Russet paws tearing up the ground as he walked, black kissed fur moving with the wind, filling out gently.

Sandy pressed through the trees, and lifted his head to meet the gaze of Crowfeather. He chuffed quietly and shifted in place, and moved closer to him a smile on his face.

Hello Crow? What brings you out at this time?

He waited patiently and tilted his head. Ears flicked forward and back. They twisted and moved about.