we go north

He wasn't sure what he was waiting for as they continued north. Neither had made mention what land they envisioned bringing the boys and pack to -- only that they were heading north. A part of him felt a throb for Neverwinter Forest, but the logical part squashed that notion. This move was for a new future together, and despite the fact another pack bordered his old home.. The lingering ghost of Chakra would not settle well with him either.

They're stolen moments rejuvenated him. Their relationship solidified with each passing moment, and if for that alone, he was content. There was still a sense of urgency to come to a decision, return home and gather the pack.. But there was also a sense of contentment.

Bazi's voice drew his attention, and sharply blinking to the direction she indicated, the male eyed the haphazard brush with mild curiosity. He debated shifting direction -- desiring nothing but keeping her safe. Yet the intrigue that shone in her eyes at the potential that lay before them was the true deciding factor, and without word, the Frostfur nodded, his creamy paws moving forward through the thick brush carefully.