Rise and rise again.

He and Scimitar were alike in so many ways. They'd been competitive when it came to rank, as they had been pretty much neck-and-neck throughout Chakra's reign when it came to being at the top of the subordinate hierarchy. When first they met the pair had barely breathe a weird to one another, and has instantly developed a strong bond through their shared desire to defend Neverwinter territory. Scimitar was like the brother he'd always wished Sahrotaar could have been, even if they could have potentially butted heads over their place in the pack. Not to mention the attention of a certain snow Queen...

"Here and there." He made to close the distance between them, and offered a friendly sweep of his heavy tail. His smile dipped somewhat at the mention of their former leader and he slackened noticeably. "I'd hoped you might have," Viin rumbled his disappointment, despite knowing that the chance Chakra had regrouped her pack was a miniscule one. She'd been the first of its most established wolves to disappear, after all; surely that should have been enough evidence that she did not want to be pursued. Maybe she realised that leadership was not her calling. Regardless, he couldn't deny that he was sore over it. "Are there any others from Neverwinter?"