Whitefish River L'avant

Lifting a large paw he began to carefully groom himself, just as he always had. Tongue scraping over thick fur, he spotted something out of the corner of his eye. Something familiar.

The soot-furred brother was not something he had expected to see this day, and it left him to question if his mother was nearby. Chesley had always been a bit.. 'clingy' he thought. Maybe it was because he was so small; did he expect Viskani to keep him safe?

Staring, he chose to wait for the other to approach; in his mind he was much too busy to give the gesture himself.