Phantom Hollow Aedd Gynvael

Just curious, Nazair called out to the other wolf, waving his tail to dismiss any thoughts of foul play. He might have been a selfish young man but he knew better than to pick fights at the edge of another pack’s claim. My family lives that way, he gestured toward Raventhorpe with a swinging snout and his marigold gaze latched onto a herd of the strangest creatures he’d ever seen.

The young wolf blinked, baffled by the group of horses that had clopped their way into the nearby meadow. The animals looked wary, moving in a way to protect certain members of their group. Nazair found this too curious. The bold young wolf yipped out to them, testing them with his voice. They did not appear interested in the ways of the wolf, though.