Nova Peak birnen

Whatever sneak attack Phaedra may have thought to do towards her war-torn father may have been otherwise crushed by the steady trot of Elke as she came near towards the call of her father. Like Phaedra, Elke and her sister had been kept from her father for some time though she had slipped away in order to see him when Nyx' watchful gaze wasnt upon her. Now she came to him again, Ciri surely in tow not far behind she would think. 

To the flatlands here she came, off the rocky slopes of their forested mountains. The rains. There had been so much rain and Elke had watched it with quiet awe and wonder all the while. Dad, She calls out, a happy wave of snowed tail. The rains, do you think it was Elke? The other Elke, of course. She didnt think herself capable of such a thing, even if she were named after what she assumed now to be a sorceress or goddess of some sort. 

Then she suddenly noticed as she came even nearer, the other much smaller wolf hidden behind the bulk of his frame. She stopped quick, falling shyly quiet. Usually when she saw others outside her family, she scampered off and away. Be it unknowingly to her, she was family to her yet still.