Firefly Glen Eòlach

Roaming sounded like a good way to spend his time. The miles looked good enough on Willow’s smaller frame. His paws look to have seen many terrains. The lean muscle that had formed on Willow’s figure made him look sleek and sharp, ready for anything. Kinloch couldn’t help but feel large and cumbersome, when compared with his sleek brother. 

Mention of the ocean perked the silver wolf’s ears. He turned his sights northward and breathed deeply in hopes that he could catch a taste of that salty sea air. Six months of travel had only allowed him to catch a glimpse of the ocean. Kinloch would make time to see it in detail. 

Never too busy for you, Will. What’s the plan? 

Bronze eyes shifted to Willow, eager for whatever would come next.