Disaster has struck!
He wondered what all he and Yuki could get up to on this adventure, hoping they would find a lot more cool stuff and she could tell him more stories about the past. He was intrigued by all of it and she seemed to know a lot of stuff. She laughed when he asked about the Angel pack but then she got quiet and thoughtful, as if she was trying to figure out just what to say. His ears flicked back and forth in question but he told himself to be patient. But then she said that maybe they did fight and blamed egos, saying that they might have become friends after. He nodded with a grin. Then she said that sometimes wolves can't move on and he scowled as his brow furrowed. Why not? He wanted to ask but he didn't want to interrupt her. She talked about power but was quick to point out that it wasn't the case now in Moladian. He smiled, glad for that. "Yeah, Spirane has lots of friends, right? I don't know of any enemies that we have." No fighting for them, right?
He laughed when she nudged him, prancing ahead as they moved on down the path. He was having so much fun! He let her lead when they got into unfamiliar territory, using the same paths she did for safety's sake before they started talking about the mountains. She was quiet again for a moment before saying that the mountains had always been there and were called Solevion before. He repeated the word to himself silently, letting it roll off his tongue. It sounded so cool! She said that his blood was probably older than the Angels and he gasped in delight, his tail wagging like crazy. "Cool!" She looked as excited as he felt, giving him a grin before saying that there was an island pack but it got washed into the sea and that Trenus was mostly red pillars of stone. His ears flicked back at that, not sure how a pack could live on tall pillars. He suddenly got sad, thinking of all the destruction to the pack lands. He turned back to her with a furrowed brow.
"Did anyone survive?" He thought about the water washing away all the wolves in the pack that was like Glorall and the red pillars falling on wolves in Trenus. Maybe that's not exactly how it all happened but what if it did? She said that Iromar was a river and that distracted him for the moment, ears pricking again as his eyes widened. "Wow, really?" Then she said that it would be amazing to hear from the wolves who knew those places and he nodded fervently in agreement. Then she pointed out how they didn't know a lot about this Moladian and he grinned. "Not for long! We're going to explore more, right?" His eyes glowed with excitement at the thought.
male.3 years old.32' 118#.born to Bastille x Rhaegal.brother to Swifttalon & Melee.bound to none.mated to none.father to none.Spirane