Swiftcurrent Creek Is there a line that we could just go cross?

‘Harsh.’ Bemusement wrote itself upon his features, his shoulders lifting in a half-hearted shrug. That was when Viinturuth closed the distance between them, and with a headbutt to his shoulder, Akavir finally barked out a laugh. It had been too long since he had seen his brother.

“So everywhere and nowhere?” Teasing words—Akavir wanted to ask if the ivory Mayfair had been to see their parents recently, but the words died on his tongue for now.

'Tell me everything.'

Hoo, boy.

It seemed his littermate was looking to avoid discussing himself—something the swarthy Alpha would return to later. For now, with a playful nip to the white wolf’s ears, he snorted. “The biggest news I guess is I have three pups this year... The mom is gone, seems to have run off in the night.”