Hideaway Strath I taste you on my tongue

Set late evening near the northern end of the river. Forward dated to the next day! Tagging @Patroclus

Kynareth’s been striding through his beautiful territory. Well, as beautiful as it could get all covered in snow and all that. Which, in a different way, still makes it beautiful. 

His mind drifts to many things. His pack, the future of his pack, and the members that dwell within his pack. It makes him think about the maroon wolf that just join hardly a day ago. It’s time to show him around finally. 

So the Grandmaster tilts his massive head out and releases a blistering howl to call for none other than Patroclus himself. Kynareth is sure he’s going to have a swell time teasing and playing with him.