Whitefish River I like the honey, not the honeybee

The thundering call is enough to get Evergreen’s attention, yet as the second from Dawn comes, the Count quickens his pace. He is sprinting across Kaistleoki, only pulling on the breaks when he sees the mass growing upon the riverland’s borders. Many are present, and he gives an appreciative grin towards the nobles for greeting Greyback so swiftly—he will remember to thank them later.

Alas, something must be afoot for the behemoth to storm to Kaistleoki; the attack on Leta already had the Easthollow members on edge, and for good reason. Eve still regrets not being there when the family needed them most. Yet he has been on the lookout for the woman Valette described. Expression turning serious—and nervous as always—the bear shifts his gaze to Greyback, assuming Ira has already questioned what brings him here. He doubts it is a time for small talk and pleasantries, much as he wishes to break the frost.