Nova Peak sentiment is a chemical defect

Arion seemed intrigued to hear of any of his trades, and the regal shrugged his shoulders in response at first. “Warden and Warrior,” he mused, wondering if this would come as a shock to the newer Peak wolf. The scars that littered his body had only been received since his arrival to Swiftcurrent Creek, and his mind shifted back to his days at Neverwinter Forest.. Would his pack have seen the same fate if he had stayed there?
 
Missing his days in the forest had come to a closure. The Northwoods offered him the solace Neverwinter had.. and now that he and Bazi had finally found stable footing, he found himself thinking less and less of ‘what could have been’ there. “Are you looking to take on any trades yourself?” They were in need of skilled wolves of any talent, in honesty, and as his eyes skimmed over the male before him, he could only imagine the brute was a physical being, much like himself.