Noctisardor Bypass Deep in the shady sadness of a vale

Sure thing, I’ll fade it for us! :)

Druid pondered Wylla’s astute correction: when it came to big game, there was no such thing as a safe hunt. These were wise words she would not soon forget, especially when Wylla made a point to embellish on the kind of damage ungulates could do to a wolf. She swallowed thickly even as she fell into step with her superior.

She nodded quickly when Wylla mentioned she wouldn’t dare try anything with just the two of them. Druid was not at all prepared to go anywhere near large prey at this point. Tracking them was a great way to get her toes wet, as was this conversation. Druid would take whatever lessons Wylla was willing to teach her and, by Arctic day’s end, she would learn quite a lot.