Kintla Flatlands ₐｗₒₒₒₒₒ!

From somewhere very far off, S’ari could hear the howls of many, many wolves, as if the entire population were howling at once. A strange and unnerving sound. She wondered if it were a sign from the gods, and only happening in her head. A bad omen? A warning of some kind?

But S’ari was not one to be scared off by such things. She stared out at the distant speck of mountains from her spot in the Lowlands, threw back her head, and gave her best yip-yap coyote howl, joining her voice to the voices of so many others.