Whitefish River They Will Remember You

Running late always makes him feel guilty, yet that never makes Evergreen punctual. Forever a downside of the bearish wolf, but he is determined to change that with time, too. Trotting along the river, he slows his approach once he spots the ring and Ira ahead. Round ears perk forward, and a broad grin curves on his lips.

“Sorry I’m late!” He says in lieu of a voiced greeting. Now that he has healed from his eye injury, Ira agreed to give him much needed tips. He is ever grateful, for he’d rather like to learn how to fight properly with being blind in one eye, than come across another situation such as Aurë’s where he is unprepared.