Sawtooth Spire a city that endures

Round 3! Loving all the participation! It's wonderful! I'll officially start the last round on Sunday, Oct 18th.

Their voices lifted as a family and fell, fading into the wind. A couple voices replied, informing them of their approach. The pack was coming. He was thankful for it. One by one they emerged from the shadows of nearby trees. Some were cautious as he expected them to be over this place. The earth here was unlike any he'd encountered before. Warm stones? If this place had not existed, he'd not have thought it to be a possibility. Still he waited and idled himself with watching his children interact with new faces.

Aariak's voice caught his ear. Iqniq grinned. His head bobbed in a nod as a warm sound escaped him. "Mm. For now." They were fortunate in this moment, but he was not foolish enough to think things would stay this way forever. He'd enjoy this reprieve while it lasted, but he'd not grow lazy or forgetful of his continued personal training lest the day come when his vision for their future was challenged.

He waited until he felt all who wished to come had arrived. Their number was strong. This pleased him. His gaze slipped to meet with Tonravik's. A shared look and then he parted his lips to speak. "Thank you for joining us on such short notice. As you can see, the pups have outgrown their den. Tonravik and I have decided to relocate here and will be making this area our more permanent place." He glanced at her and paused, waiting to see if she had anymore to add before continuing.

"We'd like to invite each of you to join us here, if you so choose." No wolf was under any obligation to do so. He would not question their preference for or against such a thing, but most of their wolves had no official residency. There were pups, yes, but the rest of them had not been forgotten. They were all family here even if it were not through bond of blood.