The Tangle Lies are simple, truth complex

Njord’s eyes flicked across the snowy scrim, the woods ominously silent around the man and his golden-colored son. He looked out into the distance and spied Nova Peak. A haze of low clouds and falling snow covered the mountain's peak. He listened to the wind. Something wasn’t right.

“@Stingray,” Njord called, urgency in his voice. “Be a good lad and head back to Sapphique. Find ye mother. Tell ‘er I’ve gone out tae track ye brother and @Quennell. I shant be long.”

The seafarer did his best to shroud the fear in his heart from his son. He promised @Meerkat that @Swordfish would return safe and sound… and to think they had crossed paths with a bear only to end up like Raleska… well, it was unthinkable.

A muscle popped in Njord’s jaw. His teeth clenched so hard they could have cracked.

At first, Stingray refused, but eventually, the young wolf obliged. Njord did not move from his place until he was confident his son was truly headed back to Sapphique.

Only then, did Njord turn and run into the wilds.