Neverwinter Forest you're so art deco,

@Rokkur ; callyope tag for mention

sólhárr left his elska, @Callyope, within the heimtré, where her duties called her to the sacred heart of forneskja. her presence there felt natural, a force that grounded the pack as much as the roots of the tree itself. he had lingered for a moment, watching her with a quiet pride, before turning his attention to the forest beyond.

his steps were deliberate as he moved through the dense thickets, the earthy scent of pine and moss filling his senses. he was seeking rökkur now, the shadowed figure who had recently pledged himself to forneskja. sólhárr saw promise in him, a strength tempered by sorrow, and now he wished to test that strength, to see how it might serve their growing kin.

pausing at the edge of a clearing, he tilted his head back, a low, commanding howl leaving his throat. it carried through the trees, an unmistakable call for rökkur to join him.