Whitestone Monadnock I like your style

short so i can archive <3 would like more brother/sister threads :D

He could not wait for her legs to grow a little longer so he could take her across the landscape before them. There was so much to see at the bottom of the monadnock, and soon he would be able to show her all sorts of things. Greer, as a pup, was always adventuring on his own, avoiding his siblings (and family) like the plague and amusing himself. How strange, the one who had suffered the most wanderlust was the only one that remained in Relic Lore… For a fleeting moment, his thoughts lingered on his brothers, who had disappeared from the ridge many, many moons ago. But, as quickly as their images appeared, they vanished with a dismissive roll of his shoulders.

His lips cracked into a smile at her words. “Not see Greer,” he mumbled in response, his brows wriggling in amusement as he studied the tundra once more. Her voice broke the silence once more from somewhere in his inky fur, her voice growing drowsy. Tearing his eyes away from surroundings lands, his silver gaze fell onto the little ember pressed to his chest. He dared not move — not yet, at least. For now, the shadow was comfortable with his little sister curled against his body. Eventually, once he, too, felt the suffocating grip of sleep, Greer would return little Kára back to her den. 

fade.

(This post was last modified: Nov 02, 2016, 06:52 AM by Greer.)