Totoka River Turn, Fortune, turn thy wheel, and lower the proud;

The first to heed the fae bells was a young wolf who seemed at first to be a proper suitor. From a distance, he appeared to be a moonknight, lean and rugged, his features sharpened by hardship. Stelmaria felt no hesitance to greet him, and she approached with leonine grace.

It wasn’t long before she began to notice he was more boy than man, more squire than knight. But only just…

She came to him openly, inviting his inspection of her as she took in his features and carefully sought to earn his telltale scent.