( YOU SAID WE MUST PART : VISITINGISH? )

[align=center][div style="width: 500px; text-align: justify; font-family: arial; font-size: 9.5pt; line-height: 1.4;letter-spacing:.1px"]When Val had called himself a wanderer, he hadn't intended to seem desperate with it. Not like he was running away from something. Rather, he does what he can to move forward with his life — past the vault and everything in it, towards whatever the world held. It was a lie, though. He wasn't running away, sure, but he was chasing. Butch, his dad, a future. And however much he would want to keep hiding away in Snowbound, a life of freezing solid and thawing slowly wasn't all that ideal. Now that he's lost two-thirds of his life goals, the last one means the most. A future, something to do with his life. The canine took after his dad in that way, though typically he wasn't as... sacrificial, or as prone to getting wrapped up in what he could fix about the world. Yet now there was nothing else for him to focus on, and perhaps he needed the distraction. So the German Shepherd had decided that Snowbound on its own was not enough.

The trek to Sunhaven was long, but this time he was better prepared for it. He knows what he's looking for, at least, and as colorful houses show up on the horizon, he gets a bit of pep back in his step. Skidding down a hill will surely leave grass stains on his paw pads and dirt between the toes, but it's still so damn exciting. "Hey Bu—" Val's mood plummets harshly and immediately, looking almost somber as he steps a little closer. (You should have seen the mountains, Butch. It's beautiful here.)

"Anyone home?"