The Heartwood Secret destroyers hold you up to the flames

Oh, an adventuring partner! How wonderful. Tuvaq hopped down off of the trunk he was perched on and trotted up to the spotted boy, tail waving behind him. "My name's Tuvaq," he responded, dipping his head respectfully and taking in the sight of the boy. Both of them were mostly white, but those spots on this wolf were so interesting. Where had those come from?

Perhaps he was staring a bit too long, but the boy offered Acheron a bright smile and padded alongside him. "I like your spots! I've never seen a wolf with spots before," he admitted, attention grabbed by an oddly-shaped branch to his left. Still, though he turned to inspect the charred item, his ears swiveled back to Acheron. "A big fire must have happened here," he murmured idly.