Firefly Glen Cry little sister, (thou shall not fall)

Alaric adored his sister Austria. She was his favorite wolf of any. Even higher in his heart of hearts than Amalia and that was saying something as they were nearly twins. There was something to be loved about Austria and nothing and no one could take that away.

He listened, ears forward as she spoke of those she loved and cared for. I'm glad you can have someone close to your heart. A best friend is always a good thing. 

He had no best friend. Most of the wolves he knew found him annoying and irksome and wanted him gone.

Storms eh. I Like the rainstorms that come in sheets and make everything clean. That smell is divine.