Northstar Vale I hope the roof flies off and we get blown out into space

the scent of epoch had gone stale.
in the days leading up to their travels, he had left the care of the willows to those who decided to stay behind. reverie fretted — boone was overwhelmed. but this was their chance to cement themselves and their presence. to find allies and not have to weather the harsh season alone.
but the vale was empty.
boone did not know what had become of the mountain wolves. he supposed, soon enough, they might find out.
reverie darts around before he can even have the chance to stop her and he wonders for a moment if he should have put her on a leash. he is eager to find somewhere flat after hours of trekking rugged terrain.
this'll do.