Redtail Rise Neath the Halo of a street lamp.

Ashlar had been keeping himself busy the last few days. He hunted for Avicus and the others who might not have found luck and he kept watch on Tybault, though the latter (if he remained) was not within pack boundaries for now.

Still, he recognized the voice and came with a smile, his tail waving happily despite his lowered demeanor. He didn’t want to seem threatening to a visiting friend even on his own pack’s borders.

You came! Ashlar had meant to go there, but the war and the spring that followed meant time had gotten away from him.