Emberflame Ridge and i don't wanna get in your way

a figure moves into ezra's line of sight; and blindly, his heart rate ticks up with the hope that it is gideon. but disappointment comes crashing down in the resulting seconds. it was not his brother, nor his father. though pelage colors might've been deceivingly close at first, rapid glance there is nothing familiar about the woman's visage.

something in ezra whispers that he should return to his mother.

but perhaps the woman had seen gideon or anselm.

i'm looking for a pair of volves, ezra jumps right into it, voice rising to cross the distance between them; foregoing introduction. likely not traveling together, though. my brother and father.

perhaps, ezra clings to the resilient flame of hope he keeps cradled close to his chest, she could point him in a direction.