wanted a thread with ky anyway so this works perfectly w/ the dates :) <3
He was leaving and Kyna needed to know. Many months ago they had promised to inform the other if they would be shuffling around Relic Lore and Greer wanted to stay true to his words. The shadow did not know why the redhead was so important to him; she was the only wolf outside of his family that he cared about. She was Greer’s best kept secret, as only his sister knew about their friendship. It wasn’t as though he was hiding their friendship from the rest of his family; no one, aside from Morg, had asked. Other than maybe Niles, nobody would care either. The Archer’s were very keen on keeping to themselves.
All he knew was that they were leaving soon. Craw and/or Morganna would collect them all when the time came and they would leave the willows behind. Their brother had taken too long to overthrow their uncle and his sister had grown increasingly impatient. Skoll had not thought out the repercussions of disappointing a pregnant woman; she was hotheaded and determined, and would not settle for failure. Which was why she was leaving what was left of the infamous Willow Ridge pack behind and starting anew elsewhere. It was more than just wanting to go; he needed to go. The shadow had put off leaving for far too long and this was his chance. While he was still unsure of the spider-like male who had told Greer of their plan, he trusted his sister’s judgement. There was something in the silver wolf that she had seen — whatever it was, Greer would have to discover for himself.
It did not take him long to the get to the rise. His long legs carried him quickly and efficiently over the terrain as he marched south, wanting to soak up as much of the southern lands before they departed. He was not sure where they were going — further north, perhaps — but he knew that it would not be close to their current home. Initially he had set out to be alone and was planning to see out Kyna in the morning. However, as the fireweed engulfed him, he quickly realized that he had been instinctively following her scent without realizing it. He stopped, perplexed by his discovery. What was she doing out here? A frown creased his lips as he glanced around quickly before falling into step once more, his silver gaze fixated on the rock ahead of him. Of course, he thought, amused by the girl’s resting spot, can’t keep a mountain girl away from the mountains.
Climbing up the altar the boy flopped down beside her as a soft, lop-sided grin rolled onto his dark maw. Words hesitated on the tip of his tongue: was not ready to disturb the peaceful air around them just yet.