Northstar Vale Antígrafo

No, please! You are not a burden. You bring new life to our humble home, he assured the other man. Arsenio’s features were swift to smile, to flash his toothy grin. He enjoyed this role. There was something satisfactory in playing the host to wolves who would call Epoch home.

I know that you will help when you are at your fittest again. We should discuss a spring hunt. I am sure your young ones will have grown enough to watch, at least.

When the flowers shifted and the warm light of sun had melted the snow from the land, there would be new prey afoot. Arsenio delighted at the idea of hunting with his family. He missed the heated evenings of summer. He missed the green foliage that shrouded their home in beauty.