6/4/2025, 9:08 PM
The borders were welcoming to both sides, the Sun-wolf reminded herself for perhaps the sixth time. Trespassing on Avon land had still not quite gotten to the point of feeling normal. But there was fox-scent careening down the mountainside and through the Meadows, and so Solulfur had felt compelled to investigate. It was the time of year for fox kits, and Solulfur didn't want any of either packs' pups encountering a protective mother vixen. To a full-grown wolf, a fox was little threat, but one could easily overpower an unskilled puppy.
She was focused on the task at paw, the sunlight warm on her dark back and breeze perfumed with flowers. It was an idyllic day, so Solulfur was taking her time tracking, enjoying the good weather while it lasted.
A voice, familiar, pulled her from her reverie. The Sun-wolf twitched with alarm, swinging her head up to squint suspiciously at the source of the voice. Oh!
Dimitri.Solulfur greeted, expression relaxing.
As real as the last time we saw each other,She teased dryly. Then,
What are you doing at Avon?Her brows furrowed.
I didn't miss a festival's invitation, did I?The embarrassment, the annoyance, if she had...Gods, Solulfur hoped not.
