Shadewood Evanescence

Ah, a young fellow! Dag could see it now that he drew near, and could only find himself pleased that he'd met one of his own kind - a wolf, and a young one. What luck!

"That makes two!" he praised, as though it was by his the wolf's own ingenuity that they'd found themselves both young and wolves, here together at the same time. And here again, his ears quivered at the sound of the names, the places merely hinted at. What joy, to have come to such a fertile land, filled with wolves bearing strange and mystic names. "Call me Dag - and tell me your name! Then also tell me of these leaders of yours! What of the land? Are there many packs? Many mysteries?"

There was so much to discover, and Dag was intent on basking in each lesson and experience before moving on to the next. But - ah! A question for himself. He mustn't be selfish - others wanted knowledge, too.

"I am travelling with min bror! He went this way and I, that; but we'll in sammen igen soon!"