Chimera Fields let the rain fall down

To get home -- he wasn't a Moonspear wolf then. Arlo soon introduced himself and Tryphon felt a bit awkward; or maybe he was clueing in to the awkwardness already present, and wasn't sure what to do next. Instinct told him to abandon this wolf. He was not family, he was a stranger from a rival pack. But the storm looked to be severe and would be touching down soon. The boy wanted to witness that at least. I'll... Go with you, I guess, until it gets bad. A few paces later, his head lowered and tail-tip wagging as a sign of friendliness, he added: I'm Tryphon, from the Moonspear mountain.