Gyrfalcon's Keep So let the river run.

Sorry for delay! Been busy over the holiday season.

She watched quietly as the golden wolfess took a seat before her, and pricked her oversized rusty ears in surprise when the other announced that she'd spent the previous Winter on her own. Durnehviir blinked, curious as to how she managed to survive the biting temperature and harsh weather that came with the time of year, without a pack or at least a companion to support her.

"Well," She said, canting her russet-tipped crown, "there are three of us that call Ravensblood Forest our home. Might our ranks be of interest to you?" So far, Whisper seemed rather slow, but if she could live through the cold season as a yearling loner, then she had Durnehviir genuinely interested.