Bitterroot Valley ✢ Natural blood-stained blond

the man says he will watch him. teach him.

sky eater’s brows furrow, not in any confusion or disdain, but instead, thought. he contemplates how he has found himself here.

but what other horizon glows with such dawn? where do the herds graze so peacefully? this is the closest to his heritage he might remain.

he nods, following after the plains colored wolf. ears flicking curiously, attuning himself now to his new surroundings.

his new home.