please let Laike post before jumping in <3
scout dem 1/3
The trek toward the Fields was both long and boring. Everything seemed so much closer in the lowlands, as it was flat and barren, but it was the exact opposite. It had taken three days for the ghost and his second to arrive at the sea of gold. Three days of boring landscape and sore paws. Unfortunately it needed to be done, as he promised @Reyes that he would visit the rye fields and assure Jessie that he had no intentions of severing their alliance. Maintaining a relationship with the western pack was important to Lachesis. His former co-lead had stressed the importance of being on good terms with her aunt’s pack and the ghost wanted to honour her memory by ensuring that no more incidents occurred between their members.
The other Artemieva was a man of few words, but so was Lachesis. The pair was able to concentrate on travelling through the lowlands with few delays (which included the rock-kicking, grumpy @Askan). They had actually arrived at the borders of Wild Rye ahead of schedule, which pleased the ghost. It meant that their journey back to the Kingswood would be just as quick or, perhaps, even quicker. He hoped. Being away from the river for too long kicked in his anxiety and left him with a dull, gnawing ache in the pit of his stomach. It was not that he worried about leaving the pack in the paws of his blue-eyed sparrow (@Lilya). He trusted her immensely. XIX just did not like being away from his family for long, for he worried about them far more than he should.
Shooting the tawny male a quick glance out of the corner of his eye Lachesis tipped his nose to the sky and called for Jessie (along with any other members of the Rye who wanted to pry).
stick with those who stick with you