Horizon Ridge virgo is the skeleton of monarch moth

The male introduces himself soon after with a word Thuringwethil isn’t sure she knows. Only a crease in her brow is given in confusion and she glances at Tirgatao that proceeds to answer. By the way he holds himself and the importance he holds, she can at least tell he’s a leader, if not the leader. He focuses on her the same way as she does him and they regard each other, sizing the other up for determination of their respective packs. Tirgatao doesn’t mention anything of their ways, nor of their move, and she keeps that information locked away. Even if they are stronger now, their weakened state doesn’t deserve any mention.

“Two wolves from a southern pack trespassed on my lands and they knew the Donnelaith wolves. One of my own, her sister resides there, and she’d gone to visit her a few weeks ago and has never returned,” she says with a deep breath, not letting her eyes stray far. If his pack is to the south, it very well could have been one of theirs, but she watches him carefully for any sign of his expression that his words may not give away.