Ouroboros Spine One young wolf has a larger heart than all these men combined

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Like Lightfoot, Nantahala had a restlessness to her spirit that couldn’t be ignored. Sometimes, when her work and various duties didn’t busy her mind, she wandered about, reminiscing about her time outside of Moonglow, and yearned for her next adventure outside the borders.

She’d abandoned a particularly tough fur at the lakeside, deciding to come back to it later, and opted to meander around and let her mind wander to those far-off places she longed for. She spaced out for a while, allowing her body to kick into auto-drive as she walked around, and soon enough, she found herself near the borders.

The voice of Lightfoot made her come-to.

All the time, she answered quickly, spotting her sister lazing on the flat stone. It stinks we can’t go out there. But, she understood why Vairë forbid it—the world was as dangerous as it was vast.