Kintla Flatlands ₐｗₒₒₒₒₒ!

Naberius did not spend his time to wonder who the voice was nor where it came from. It sang out through the night, calling the wolves of the wilds. Some in slumber, some on patrol, some in the night hunt. 

Naberius himself pranced from the red castle of his home and out into the open plains. The world sang! Whatever God it was, it didn't matter. Naberius was only happy to hear do many in these lands singing in rejoice. In moments, the sand wolf too was howling among them.