Hearthwood River I can't confront you

Lorcan noticed the slight surprise in his brother’s voice as he described an area he thought to sound similar to the one his larger sibling mentioned. “I’ve been there once or twice.” He explained, turning to glance across to meet his brother’s fiery orange gaze. “It’s a nice place to think if you can get it to yourself.” He added, remembering the spot to be a rather a peaceful one when there was no one else there to interrupt the silence.

At his brother’s invitation, Lorcan’s pale paws shifting underneath him so he too could rise up to stand. Black tipped tail swayed with interest behind him as he caught the slight smirk slide across Laike’s charcoal lips, intrigued to know what else he would be willing to tell him.

Moving into an easy, comfortable gait alongside his larger brother, the smaller male perked his russet ears up, keen to know more about his brother’s meeting with the mysterious she-wolf...

# P O R C A N

sometimes, two people have to fall apart to realise

how much they need to fall back together