Northstar Vale home is wherever i'm with you

The Vale was peaceful—land-wise, in the very least. The girls were taking in their surroundings, and Akavir, while in the lead, was certain to keep close watch over the trio behind him, his eyes soft as they studied not just his two daughters, but the woman who bore him children as well. Ibis, every day, took his breath away with her beauty. Unbeknownst to him was Viinturuth’s likely reason for leaving not simply for the sake of reconciling with their parents, but also to salvage Akavir’s heart and their camaraderie.

He slowed as the sun peaked further in the horizon, gentle showers giving way for the moment. It rained frequently these days, though the obsidian wolf didn’t mind.

When they came upon the remains of a stag—the skull and antlers—Akavir encouraged the girls to explore the surrounding clearing, taking the moment to steal beside his wife. The Empire might not have wed them officially, but he would accept no less title for her.

“Ibis,” he murmured, brushing against her, revealing in her scent and warmth. He chuffed a gentle sigh, his eyes pulling form her to watch the girls play as he settled down upon his haunches, broad shoulders squaring with a certain weariness. “Can we talk about… Our plans?” He paused, uncertain which topic to broach first. “Do you like it here?”