Northstar Vale over glacial plains

Worry creased the redstone wolf’s features. The young man moved immediately into a respectful stance, head bowed. When he spoke, it was in the response of a soldier-in-training. He said that he was well. It felt like there might have been something beneath his initial answer. Arsenio did not want to dig. He did not know what had brought the boy to their home.

This is Epoch. I am Arsenio, he offered in a gentle tone. I am the Arche here. I lead with my wife Tamar. It felt peculiar to offer so much information. The man thought it best to share what he could before making guesses about who this freckled young wolf was.

There was a small tilt of his head. The glacial blue of his eyes softened on the young figure’s face.

You are one of Kallik’s sons? Is your mother well? Has something happened in the canyon?