Northstar Vale Le Beau Milieu de la Nuit

The moon high above her proud head, Viskani walked along the edge of the creek with an uncharacteristic lack of care in her steps. For the first time in a long time she had let her mind wander, reflecting on her time within the territory so far.

Uneventful, for the most part - but that was not necessarily a negative in her case. If she was able to settle here in peace, she would not complain.

Back home something always seemed to be happening: pack members in petty arguments, a new mother taking her pup's out of the nest, hunting party's coming in and out, it was never quiet. Maybe that was why the vale felt so odd.