Northstar Vale ᶜˡᵐˑ ono alyë eterúna me illumë ilya raxellor

The wolves lay nestled between the mountain sides. Andromaque lingered at the back of the crowd, listening dutifully to Andraste's quick speech. She had heard little of Diaspora and wondered for a moment why diplomacy with them was so important -- and who would be accompanying Andraste? Andromaque had quickly grown fond of the polar she-wolf, had dedicated herself quickly and wholeheartedly to the cause. She wondered how much of her efforts were noticed, though. The russet wolf stayed quiet.