Dragoncrest Cliffs This is what I brought you, this you can keep

@Thuringwethil

Hux had always held respect for Thuringwethil  and he had never felt comfortable with his decision  to remain in Trigeda. The dark woman was a good leader -- even as little more than a child, she had made decisions that Hux could not imagine making at his current age. And she had made the correct ones ,  as far as he was concerned.

he had chosen to become one of the numbers whom had trickled into Drageda, and due to the months of yearning to leave, the decision had become an easy one. He was weary from his travels, a little dull in coat to accompany a loss of his usual muscle mass, but he was a strong man and the journey had treated him as well as it could have. When the scent of brine and water began to assault his nostrils and the borders lay just before his snowy paws, the large wolf paused and sat back upon his haunches, whilst throwing his maw skyward and singing a song for the obsidian mistress.