Ravensblood Forest Sentinel

This place had been his home, once. He recalled patrolling it’s borders frequently, doing his duty as a guardian for the pack. His family. Sacrarium, they’d been called, his mother’s word — Sanctuary. They had been one, for a short while, but a day came and they all just… scattered, lost to the winds. Why? There had been word of another pack, another wolf, family of his mother’s. Had they been a threat? Vale did not know; his mother had always been careful with her words. Huffing softly to himself, Vale shook his coat out and padded quietly into the thick trees. Would he find anyone here? A winter storm had separated the pack, kept Vale from his parents, his sisters… but the storm was over a year past now. He knew of only one home to go to… even almost two years past, now. With a low growl, Vale called into the trees, singing a song for his lost people.