Barrow Fields where weird and grim the standing stones

lmao. <3

she was content enough to stay that way, in the comfort of her brother's space— but he pulled away and nipped playfully at her. emaleth mirrored the motion, though he had already moved away to stretch, and she grinned at his complaints. he was older than her, of course, but far younger than their father had been. "i should die young, then?" she queried, teasingly. "i suppose there's not much time left." the youth had meant these words in jest, but they suddenly felt heavy— but casmir was already away, sliding somewhat clumsily down the barrow's side.

she was glad for his suggestion to find some fresher meat than the abandoned ribs. perhaps, between the two of them, they'd be able to fell some heartier fare than she would be able to alone. emaleth shook the darker thoughts from her mind. with a grin, she sprang in a playful hop to follow his descent. they would share a meal together and soon go their separate ways, but alongside her goof of a brother, the dark she-wolf allowed herself to let loose for a rare moment in her life.