Arrow Lake queen of broken hearts

Aquillius was a restless thing, often wandering in and out of the den at all ours of the day and night. Half of his family was gone, and with little know-how in how to process that, he made up for it with work.

Day in and day out, he worked, pushing and pushing until he was so tired he couldn’t think. And today, he pushed farther than he normally had, past the borders and out into the mountains around Mereo.

It was in the flashes of distant color that he got a glimpse at what was occurring. A young woman, perhaps around his age, pursued by a small violent tornado of a creature.

Wolverine. Aquillius was frozen, shocked stiff, unsure of what to do. He sent up a yodeling yell after a moment’s thought, both as a warning to the young woman that he was here, and maybe a call back to his father. He wasnt quite sure yet as he sprung forward, charging like a raging bull in pursuit.