Northstar Vale COURT⋆FALL

Phex knew it was coming.
The air all around the Vale tingled with it. Everyone was here, everyone was ready to announce themselves to the world. Well, the Teekons.

No matter she was gathering. Scraps of fluff, bones, and tufts of fur from fallen creatures littered around the sides of the Vale, those who had unexpectedly fell to their deaths. 
She made a small pile. A marker.
A sigil. Near her den, for Laroche.
She had not the time nor place to do so, but now she did. So far from her first home. Real home.
One that turned out like her birthplace; sour and corrupted.

Hopefully Courtfall would not.
A howl rung out, igniting the gasoline air. Phex tipped her head to join Andraste and all the others who would join. They were Courtfall.