Ocean's Breath Plateau холод

It was a bold call that met his ears. He loped towards it from somewhere closer to the middle of the territory. An autumn wolf colored in wood and soil stood there. Smelled like sea and meadow.

He tilted an ear forward. Looked her over. She hadn't eaten well. But she didn't smell of illness or look too weak. Nothing that some good meals couldn't fix.

Hello you've approached, Moontide. I'm Rodyn Ardeth.