Duskfire Glacier all the stars are closer

darukaal.

he looks to faust then, eyes glittering with pride. pride in his brother, in his kin. the future that faust would forge here. and fenris wanted to be apart of it.

with a deep breath, he says: i am proud. his ears tilt upwards, chin coming to rest comfortably against the crook of his own neck and chest fur.

ours? he questions, a brow lifting upwards. is that an invitation? of course, he knows. but he would like to hear faust say it!