Ankyra Sound we are biding our time for these myths to unwind

sorry for the wait!

the bedraggled queen would not be dissuaded -- this was kevlyn, by blood and birthright. she looked up to him in awe, her countenance flooded with revisited emotions -- emotions she had not felt since kevlyn's passing.

she didn't notice the stranger's confusion, or his clear persistence that she was not her lost child -- with a whisk of eagerness to her step the dervish whriled upon her little paws and bolted towards the grotto with gusto. slinging her head behind her she gave one last look to not-kevlyn before shouting: "come on! i must show you what i have done in your absence."

with that the she-wolf would disappear into the shaded fern of the grotto's entrance, awaiting not-kevlyn to follow her bidding.