Shadewood qairulik ☄

The young boy had still a lot to learn about the way the world worked, sometimes his lessons would contain cruelty and hardship and at other times laughter and joy. He knew very little about the way packs would work (or didn't work) even if he knew a lot by instinct from the way of the wolf. But it was rather odd, a stranger bringing gifts to a new pack. But that is, first and foremost because he found a friend in Cry and he learned that Cry must be a busy man, having a pack to keep up, many members to lead and a family to start.

Whether or not it was a strange, strange world the young boy brought a new sort of kindness in it, with any chance and opportunity that he could. He wasn't the one who could read subtle facial features or clues either, so when Tux inwardly laughed he missed out on a signal or two. "Yeah, yeah!" Epic said with a fond smile as he recalled their last memories. "Despite his own hardships in life he adores you. With the kind of love only few in this world truly find." He chuckled lightly, as if Cupid just hit an arrow in his butt. Luckily Valentine's Day had already passed.

"What's is it like to start out in a newly formed pack? Are you one of the founding members?" Or maybe they were travellers and finally settled down here. Always the one hungry for stories, Epic couldn't help but to try and find out.