Northstar Vale muwan

Reyson would have fit well with them in his younger years. Though not now. His mind was far too broken and his body too battered. But he would have relished the challenge once upon a time, even now he could still fight with the best of them he supposed.

He thought of the wolf Rodyn that was a trader. He had seen him at the borders of many of the packs. Never spoken with him majorly, but knew of him.

Reyson looked at Tamar to await for what she may say. He didn't now if he and Meadow would be here. He had set that ball firmly in her court, but he had told her he would stay. Weather the storm if she wished to be a part of Epoch still.