Neverwinter Forest he stole the wild · pack claim

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Entirely by fate or fortune, Goldhawk had become a soldier of Neverwinter. It had not been in his considerations or even in his eyeline, but near-death had led to life, which had led to friendship, which had led to an unexpected home. There was action here aplenty, with the potential of threat to all borders — they would be kept on their toes, not left to frolic and snooze. That suited Goldhawk well. This was the pack that had saved him, and so they had earned his loyalty without question. And so once he heard the claim of both Alphas, he added his own howl to the growing symphony, sitting upright with his golden muzzle thrust heavenwards and his heart full of promise.