No Feat for Scarred Men <Yukonclawnelius>Mutt was laying on his side, with the bad half of his face pressed to the dirt. His eye closed and he stretched, let his joints pop, and a rumble escaped his throat. His son, Jones, was lounged at his side, and he'd heard word of his other child, poking around the border. He hadn't made it in before they'd closed, but--he'd told his son to come back once borders were open. Indiana and Jones--brothers. Jones' silver tail wagged and he cracked a grin, eyeballing his father--"Good day, huh?" A snort from Mutt. "Quiet down, Omega."<Whitelupine>Fail awoke to find Claudia was gone, probably off hunting or patrolling, he smiled softly and stood, stretching with a loud yawn, he needed a Vagabond, Mavro had told him if he could win a spar he could rank up finally, he was excited, a feeling he didn't feel often. He walked off to find Mutt, hoping the old man wasn't sleeping or something. He found him "Morning Mutt sir"
