Northstar Vale over glacial plains

The unfamiliar call was a surprise. Arsenio redirected himself, following the fresh scent of Mereo. He wondered if something had gone wrong in the canyon.

Fur ruffled, the Arche followed the trail of the canyon scent until he caught sight of a pale shape. The russet man lifted his head and chuffed out a greeting, a warning to say that he was approaching from behind. As he drew nearer, Arsenio realized that this visitor was young. He looked like he might have been one of Kallik’s boys. The Greek felt a flash of worry for the family in Mereo.

Boy, slow your pace! Are you well? the Arche called out to him.