Sawtooth Spire a city that endures

Going away was something that Malrok very much enjoyed. It meant adventure, exploring, excitement! He stuck mainly to his father (for whatever reason) and followed closely at the red wolf's heels. While his brothers meandered, Malrok remained in line, needing few reminders from Tonravik that he was supposed to stay with the group. He plodded along quietly, happy to take in the sights while looking forward to where they were going.

What were once blue eyes were now a vibrant orange, almost matching the color of Pingasut's coat. These red-orange eyes scanned the horizon, seeking out whatever destination they were heading toward.