Emberwood no way out

Exploration and discovering new things had always been an enjoyable thing for the boy. He'd especially liked finding and learning of new plants and such with his mother, though those lessons had often ended in him chasing down and tackling his brother for saying something crude. How their mother had put up with the two rowdy boys, even after losing her only daughter, was beyong him. Even now, he couldn't wrap his head around what had made her so strong. Whatever it was, it and the interest of plants had been passed down to Alastor, her eldest son, and he took every chance he was presented with to learn more. Whether it be searching for flowers he already knew the name of, or discovering uses for different leaves, he was almost always working to learn something.

The Greek's unquenchable thirst for knowledge is what had led him to Emberwood in the first place, as the brightly colored leaves did nothing but draw him in. Alastor had ended up staying there for longer than anticipated, and by the time he was done the sun was already starting to set. Making it back to the Bypass before it fell completely was highly unlikely, so he decided to settle their for the night. The argent boy made his way through the thin forest, tongue hanging out the side of his mouth as he pushed forward. He refused to stop until he'd reached a stream, then leaned down and drank until he was fully hydrated once more. It wasn't until after he'd finished and ran his tongue over his muzzle to catch any stray droplets did he spot the other form by the stream. Knowing they were in neutral grounds, he held off on showing any aggressive signs to his fellow traveler. "Where are you off to?" he inquired, mentally reminding himself to speak the common language, rather than Greek.