Horizon Ridge i could go backwards forever (attn: Dublin)

     His patience was wearing thin but only with himself. He dropped his head, chewing at the knuckles of his paws in the meantime, and it offered a little relief. It was something that plagued him since he was about six months old and it wasn’t until the pack had a skilled medic that he was able to treat his symptoms. When his sister took to learning, his care continued up until she left home. His stash of herbs dwindled and the wolf that took over a few weeks ago didn’t really know how to help.
     Bristol’s head shot up when another approach and his dark eyes quickly took in her posture. His ears and tails drooped and his head dropped several inches. His shoulders relaxed and he shifted to face her. Her smell resembled the scents mixed in to their surrounding and he hoped to assume correctly she was from the area.
     “Maybe,” he told her with a silvery voice. “I am looking for my sister. She looks a little like me but more of a… seal point, less staining, and shorter. Good with medicines. Her name is Dublin Redwood.”