Whitefish River Anything you feel, put it all on me

He hadn’t been far when Speedy’s low howl penetrated the air. Instantly a smile tilted his lips, just as her presence always did. Turning back to the den that he had called home for the last several weeks, Emrik was happy to see Speedy lounging in the sun. At the moment only Acheron had followed, but he knew that the others were probably feeling just as bored as their brother.

Heading over to mother and son, “Hey guys.” The silvery man greeted, before flinging himself down across from Speedy, waiting to see who else might join them.