Firefly Glen And what once was a world is a star

The travel to the Glen had taken a bit longer than it normally would- but it was through thick snow, and with heavy footfalls that they travelled, taking breaks so that their injured, recovering muscles could handle the journey. He hated leaving his family behind, in the wake of Primrose's death; but he also had a duty to the pack that he had been away from for almost three weeks now. His packmates were owed news, and were owed another wolf capable of picking up the pieces from where things had been torn apart. 

It was mid morning by the time Bronco and @Fennec arrived at the Glen, and he meandered along the borders for a moment or two to see who had been by. It pulled at his heartstrings to notice that there were scents missing. He cast a longing glance toward Moonspear, its peak lost in the low-lying clouds, the way a mother might turn and hide her tear-stained face. He huffed softly, and tilted his head back to call out, informing the Glen that he was back, though his voice faltered. Indecision and grief had made their journey a fairly silent one. He had a lot of choices to weigh out, and grief had stolen a good amount of vigor from him but every now and again, he would catch sight of Fennec travelling along at his side, and the mere sight of her helped lift some of his pain. 

He reached out to touch his muzzle to her shoulder, and heaved a heavy exhale. "Let's find @Meerkat first," He said in a low, quiet voice. If he knew his sister well, she likely would have heard his call, and begun making her way toward him, so he didn't suspect it would take long for them to be reunited again.