Thought maybe we'd have a bro thread where Bast goes 'whoops, I joined Inferni'? Also, caps on the thread title seemed necessary.

This place really wasn’t much warmer than it was in Salluit, Québec. After all, it was snowing and the sun had long since been hidden behind a curtain of grey-white clouds. Sure, it was a nice change in scenery though. He and his brother had seen a whole lot of nothing on their trek away from home, but not much had piqued Bastien’s interest. Well, until Inferni that was. The French hybrid had managed to find himself along the borders while the two brothers wandered away on their own. Bastien was supposed to be keeping an eye out for some easy game they could fell together, but had been intrigued by the milky white skulls set along pikes in a dissuading manner. What was it that they were trying to keep out? And who was they exactly? Sébastien reclined to his haunches, studying the old bones for a few minutes while the snow came down to collect amongst the dark charcoals and tans in his fur. He’d have to tell Myrtle all about this – his brother wouldn’t believe it!

"Myrtle!!!" The hybrid twin had returned to the depths of Arachnea’s Revenge to divulge to his brother what he had discovered. Myrtle, of course, was nowhere to be found. Maybe he had actually gone off and found some animals to hunt, whilst Bastein was playing around the coyote clan’s borders. The excitement was building in his gut and he hoped his brother responded to his call – he couldn’t possibly wait to tell him. Of course, he was slightly frightened to reveal the outcome of his little trip, but he was sure Myrtle wouldn’t be too mad with him. After all, they were brothers and best friends… they couldn’t stay mad at one another for very long!