Hoshor Plains annugaak ⤼

Rodyn had selected Seal’s father, Njord, as a lead hunter and the girl watched, full of pride, as he gathered his wolves. To Seal, her Da was a hero. He had been a vanguard hunter at Moonspear and had fought the vicious hellcat. Now, she discovered a renewed admiration for him, though she also felt the weight of responsibility to be equally successful.

She worked diligently at Kukutux’s camp as the bodies of wolves frisked about. Seal, too, had brought some rare herbal supplies that @Meerkat had delivered from the Hinterlands. She was nervous but remembered the words of encouragement Grandma Towhee had once told her – how her experiences could help wolves in need.

The girl sensed anxiety in the air. She approached the others and touched both Ajei and Reverie’s shoulders.

“All will be well,” she encouraged them with her quiet Scottish brogue. She turned to the blonde, Hearthwood woman, then. “My name is Seal, what's yours?” she said with a kind smile.