Sawtooth Spire Begin Again

The call went up and she paused in what she was doing (patrolling, surprise surprise), ears perking as she listened for a moment. Her own voice raised as Echelon's did, twining with those of her pack. They had come together again, Tonravik's strength renewed from the birth. The brats were only weeks old but soon enough, they'd be nipping at the heels of their elders and to do so, the adults would need to keep the pack as safe as ever. She had begun her routine almost as soon as they'd arrived and she knew Iqniq did the same. Things would continue like this and the branch of Tartok, though small, would grow strong in its new location.