The Sentinels suuri soturi

all of the finnish words are hover-able for you guys <33 i had forgot to mention that x__x

A fifth!
 
The pale woman stepped from the wood with her head held high and her vision trained on the wolves who had gathered around Lærke. This woman seemed to lack any color in her coat or her vision; she was draped in white and silver and nothing more. She was smaller than he, but overall an average creature to lay his eyes on. When she had come forward, the girl offered a pleasant greeting to all of them. Lærke nodded his head to her before she was introduced as their johtaja! The bear’s silver eyes lit up and he managed to lower his skull further to offer the due respect. He never would have imagined such a small creature could lead the wolves of the forest – not when they had the dark male among them, and the beauty with the green eyes. Still, his intentions had not been to offend the pale johtaja. His imagination was wild, and there were times that he anticipated far larger things than realistically possible.
 
“Terveisiä, good woman,” he greeted her with a jovial tune in the bass of his voice. “I am Lærke of the Tundra far to the north. I come offering my body. I am a… warrior in my home – a great one at that – and your wood is so kaunis that I would only hope to lend you my skills,” his heavily accented voice was nothing more than charismatic as it fluttered through the air toward her. Though the bear was large and fierce in build, the twinkle in his silver gaze was nothing to fear; it was warming to the soul.
 
The dark wolf had spoken and assured Lærke that they accepted many cultures into their home. This small token had lifted his spirits and his confidence. He was a bard and a beast with brilliant control over his overly large physique. The bear was more than this, though – he came with stories and songs of his home and his people. The moonlit wolves would have been pleased by him. He could feel their spirits smiling down on his broad back.