Emberwood right here is where my friends they used to live

The pup looked sad until he had mentioned his home pack was not too far away. Excitement seemed to light the small boys face, causing him the glee of asking a question the Lucius had no problem with answering.

"I come from the Imperium Romanum. Or, Roman Empire, in this lands tongue. A vast land, a place where soldiers are made, broken, and made anew. A hard life, but a rewarding one. "

Within minutes, the border was evident in the snowland. The smell, though covered by wind and dilluted through the cold, was still there.
They had made it.

"We have arrived to your home, little Valtýr. I do hope you eat, sleep, and continue the life that you were destined for. "

The bi pelted yearling sat on his haunches, gazing across the chocolate hued child.
Would he miss him?