Northstar Vale marble bone

feline, confident, a familiar form came forth from the vale's shimmering light. where the ridge was plunged into forgiving shadow that did not dissipate with dawn, muskrat felt rather exposed here.

"tousaint," she purled, hiding none of her amusement over her little gift. "i find this one after they steal meat from ridge. follow far, far. kill their chieftain and the mothers." a raid, one far deadlier than had it been wolves. "slave for viskani."

placing her paw upon the tether, muskrat curled her claws into the dirt, straining the fox's neck until they rose to pad forward. if the valewolves were amenable to this, it did not mean they would welcome the captives among their own kind whom muskrat also planned to capture. this now was the natural order of their world.

"i bring?" but it was a question for tousaint, not a demand to traipse through their land. she would have liked to see it all the same. the choice remained with the coiffed man and his curiosity.