Neverwinter Forest he stole the wild · pack claim

The moment had come!

She had felt it this day, earlier; and then she promptly doubled her efforts at managing the borders so that they would be marked sufficiently. And it seemed her mate, too, thought the deed as good as done... and it was, wasn't it? Eshe heard him, and swiftly moved toward the call. Eshe herself threw her head high and howled right along with those of Neverwinter, so happy for all that were a part of them. Each wolf was dear to her heart already, and she was as loyal to them as they were loyal to her.

In no time she made it to her mates side, and her call died. Another one came, higher in pitch, instinct prompting the change in song, and her octaves changed now and then to play in the art of deception and make the few sound like many. No doubt it would confuse any to hear their song and wonder at the number they held; by the sound of it, as the others altered their voices, it would make any think they held a good, strong number. Eshe thought so regardless.

To hear the voices of her wolves warmed her heart. When the call quieted, Eshe looked to her mate with a grin. We did it, she murmured, hardly believing it herself.