Lion Head Mesa govind bolo hari, gopal bolo

dated to 12/22

he sucked in all the emotions and then some as he departed brecheliant, thanking the wolves there for their hospitality and trying not to cast a second glance back at ani. poor ani. but not exactly, because she had found a family here.

he hoped tytonidae would be satisfied with that.

his travels brought him along the outskirts of a mesa and he sniffed, interest piqued, until one scent in particular brought him upright, fur bristling.

@Ramesses.

it had been—how long since he'd seen the young sage? they'd bonded quickly, but circumstances had forced them apart. and he'd barely spared a thought for the golden man, but now. . .

he howled, nose tipped back, mouth tugging backward in a smile of surprise and of awe.