Noctisardor Bypass There is no such thing as happy endings

When Winter’s Wake happened upon the one-wolf border that day, he found himself amused. There was a brave one that lived here, a creature that knew what they wanted, supporters be damned. It was either that or a wolf who was very delusional. He intended to find out which.

Inquisitively traveling the length of the paltry boundary, the winterwolf followed the freshest markings until he saw ahead who was making them.

A boy.

How curious. Ave, socius! Wake called out the young guardian, hanging back in case the wolf was unfriendly, psychotic, or worse... useless.