Nocturne Summit the darkness shines in my days

He nodded, now understanding the wolf's surprise. The mountain was in their blood; they worshipped by living on the mountain rather by staying away. The spirits here were different than those home, then, if they existed at all. It was an interesting contrast to his home, nevertheless. What is your family called? They were of Moonspear, he supposed, but the family name could be different than the pack. He didn't think it too rude to ask; they were neighbors, after all. But more than that, he was curious to hear about the family who called these mountains their home for generations now.