He hadn’t particularly wanted to go, leaving the pack with so few wolves while their guardians went off on this fool’s quest. But, even if he didn’t think they’d have any success, he understood Magg’s desire to search for their lost family, just as he did Nash’s wish for the older boy to accompany his daughter. It wasn’t that Leo didn’t miss his little brother of course, or hoped he would be back some day, but he was hardly the first one of them to wander off; I could spend my whole life searching for all of them… It seemed like his siblings were prone to roaming – sometimes they reappeared and sometimes they didn’t – but apparently the oldest Vuesain was the odd one out of the lot.

He was happy to let Magg take the lead though, letting her get as much of it out of her system as possible, while he kept a watchful eye on her back. Still, the farther they got from the lake, the more his hackles itched, ears twitching at every tiny sound. He hated being away from the Cove, especially without a clear destination, and with Mount Dire’s peak looming up ahead, he couldn’t help but feel like they were heading straight into danger.

He’d keep his head ducked, following her whims, for now.

Thoughts ”Speech”