8/1/2025, 6:00 PM
Solulfur was not far behind Euphemia - her brother's call had caused her to veer off the trail of a hare almost before she'd realized she'd abandoned her task. Her mind, these days, was a little scattered, but she'd slowed down just enough to ensure her fur was groomed to its usual perfection so Nottin would not realize anything was off with her.
She would try to break the news of Solvi's disappearance gently, and she did not want her brother to see how much the loss of the Mender was impacting the Sun-wolf.
Euphemia zeroed in on her sister in a heartbeat, and Solulfur did the same as she bounded over a hilltop and began the descent upon the other fra Nordri. It was a flurry of dark, monochrome fur and flashing teeth in a shark-like smile - that was all the warning he had before Solulfur jostled her weight into his shoulder with a warm laugh.
Bróðir! Velkomin heim!
