Hushed Willows Heart Beat Here

Njord continued on his way back towards Dragoncrest. He traveled along the Northern aspect of the Sunspire range, across mount Apikuni, Lone Star Mountain, and Emberflame ridge. When he arrived at the Hushed Willows, a familiar scent caught his attention. @Valmúaa? It was old, but… not as stale as the old scent in Raven’s Watch. His heart thrummed – for a second he thought it would burst out of his chest. Was she still here?

Njord immediately swung his head to the pale moon (for it was early dusk and still rising in the sky) and sang a low, melodic song for her. After, he would wait… watching to spy her copper pelage flirting between the bent willow branches.