Stone Circle Keep Holding On

It would not take long for a brown figure to bolt towards the boarders. At first, the Count mistook it for Valette from color alone, but as the young girl approached it was clear from the call that it was Leta. How she had grown, in all honesty, she almost looked like an adult, but there were small details that gave away her sister.

A rare smile sat upon the roan wolf's maw as Leta pressed against her. She returned the friendly greeting leaning her head into the young girl's side offering a few licks to her shoulder. You grew so fast, it's good to see you. Ira tilted her head towards Emrik with a short chuckle, Emrik, this is my little sister, Leta.

Emrik resides with me in Kaistleoki. He decided to see that I made it to Easthollow safely now that the quakes are no longer affecting us. I was actually hoping to exchange updates between our packs, there's been some good and bad. I suppose mostly bad, but we are alright. Her eyes jumped past the figure of her sister to look for anyone else. Leta was right, usually, Valette or Greyback would be close behind a call, but for now, they were alone. Leta wasn't a kid anymore though, there was no need to really be on her or her siblings' tails.