The Sunspire the prom

His gaze scanned the lands before them, considering her words before giving a faint tip of his head, a furrow within his brow. These mountains seem to have that effect on packs, he offered in turn, the shadow of his father seeming to linger upon every nook within the rocky landscape of the Sunspire. Moonspear was fortunate that no others had encroached upon them, but as he could recall, much to Stigmata’s chagrin, their neighbor mountain was often rotating of packs. 

He wondered of that. 

Do we stay and see if your friend remains here? This trip had been a long time coming for him… questions he sought answers to, and yet he was eager to ensure Sialuk had the answers she sought first—particularly when he did not know what Mahler would think of his presence within another pack so close by.