Firefly Glen Ut in ditt indre ventar bratt ein sti.

Three months had gone by so very quickly and already Arrluk played the role of gangly juvenile. He was beginning to go further and further from the den. He was beginning to learn new things, like border patrols, fishing and learning dangerous flora and fauna to avoid within the wilds. This would be his first time outside of the pack territory and although Arrluk was excited with a youth's curiosity, he was nervous all the same. 

He kept close to his mother and when not there, close instead to @Galana who was quiet as he. The nervous air stirred around Ajei and he moved as though to go to her, but even he was dismissed as she seeks out the comfort of her brother and mother. Quickly though, Arrluk's attention was grasped elsewhere, with all that was going on. 

There was one which he did not know at all and he stood out vibrantly despite being further along the dark treeline. He was like a beacon. White and brightly gingered and eyes like warm tropical waters. Arrluk stared in silent interest of him, unknowing of the first son of Aiolos and Kukutux.