Dragoncrest Cliffs but you hate the very thought of me, atthis,

There was new smells mixed in with his family. Especially from the many woman that made up the shores. He knew what it was instinctually, and he was lucky enough not to be too bothered by it, as of yet.

He was only a boy after all. Eti followed the well worn paths of the pack lands, of his packmates and came across his granme Erzulie. There as a part of Eti that loved all his family equally, but his granme's were special to him, though even Granme Roz was probably his highest love.

He wagged his tail at the sight of Erzulie and let loose a small chuff. He didn't wish to bother her, if she wanted silence and to be alone like he did on occasion.