Emberwood Fight, little wolf, fight

it was funny how what were practically roommates could differ!

kraai trotted through the territories, placid smile upon his face, humming a tune from his homeland, the deepwood. dark tail swayed back and forth as the shadow bounded across the lands. a similar scent caught him, then, and he grinned. a friend! the recruiter.

chaudry! he called, honey eyes calling to the figure up ahead. a heavy sigh wrung out, and so the boy found himself padding quickly towards him, growing closer. is everything alright with you? accented words spilt from his lips. curious, weary.