Northstar Vale Paradise

The mercenary enjoyed that Finch had been named for the bird his mother had loved. It seemed a kind thing to carry that, the love of a parent. The redstone man had never asked about his name. It had never been spoken with a kind tongue, at least not by his father. The other boys only spoke to him as another soldier. It was a peculiar thing to consider after having lived so many years away from it.

We are expecting young ones, Tamar and I. I hope you are fond of children, and of learning!

They stepped to the shore of one of the lakes. Arsenio waded to his ankles and drank from the surface of the water. He glanced to Finch and offered a smile. We will call our group Epoch. It is intended to be a place of learning, for all wolves. You may learn to fight or to heal. Tamar is splendid with keeping things tidy, I have asked her to show me how she does it.

Have you any skills you wish to share with others, Finch?