Nova Peak thought you'd never ask

“Is that what we are?” He didn’t expect a response —their last meeting, she had remained suspicious of him.. distant. It had solidified the wall that now stood between them, and given their distance, he seen no true reason to break it down. She continued, however, speaking of Njal.
 
The last he had seen of the silver wolf, the male had turned tail and sped away from him – back to his Glacier, without word. Of course, Scimitar had lost respect for the Sveijarn before then.. the moment he and Tuwawi had announced their departure within seconds of Bazi announcing Alpha-ship. It had been a spit in the face to the wolves of the Creek – and even more interesting, hypocrisy at best. Scimitar had desired to move forward and chase The Sunspire away.. Tuwai had determined it a foolish idea.. and instead, turned tail elsewhere.
 
“Strange,” he offered then, not commenting either way on her run in with their other ‘old friend.’ “Not many have found our paradise.” Not because it was well hidden – simply because it seemed rare that wolves seemed to come north of the Wilds.