The Sentinels tanssi karhu

possibly an @Osprey? <3 but otherwise all welcome

The broad-shouldered beast had not forgotten the array of wolves who had met him on the borders of the forest pack. He had been mesmerized by the sheer number of stunning faces. All of them had proven to be peaceful creatures; they were healers and druids in their home. Lærke had spent the vast majority of his life as a warrior of the moonlit wolves. He had carried the soturi title with pride, and still looked on his past experience with a fondness that could not have been compared to anything earthly. He was finding difficulty in remaining a beast of the trees as opposed to the wolf of fang and claw that he had been in Enok. Still, the bear longed for someone to spar with. He was beginning to feel as though the heaviness of his build was turning to fat instead of muscle, and his sister would certainly not let him get away with such things.
 
He had spent the morning hunting and had returned with a large hare clasped between his teeth. Remembering the silver-coated female who had arrived on the edges of Donnelaith when he had requested an audience, Lærke set about seeking for the woman. She had stayed silent while he had spoken, and though she had been called away quite suddenly, he had not forgotten the sharp spark of her vision or the curiosity that had stirred the expression on her face. The hare would do for a nice gift, if she would have it.