Neverwinter Forest call to arms; pack meeting [11.21.2024]

calling all my forneskjans! feel free to post here after callyope posts. round two won't happen until the following saturday (11.30.2024) to give everyone enough time to post.

the glen was alive with the soft murmurs of nature—a gentle wind rustling the leaves, the faint call of distant birds, and the rhythmic hum of the forest that only those who listened carefully could hear. sólhárr stood at its heart, atop the ancient stone that rose like a sentinel in the clearing. he could see tunglhjarta—the heart of the moon—bathed in a faint glow under the filtered light of the evening sky.

his amber eyes swept across the clearing, his frame towering and commanding upon the revered stone. for a moment, he closed them, breathing deeply, feeling the pulse of the forest beneath his paws.

then, with a slow lift of his head, sólhárr let loose a resounding howl, deep and reverberating, calling for the pack to join him. it was not a summons of urgency but of unity—a call to bring them together beneath the protection of the towering trees and the watchful gaze of the moon.

his gaze shifted to his elska, @Callyope, her presence grounding and luminous beside him. with a gentle nod, he extended the silent invitation, stepping aside to offer her a place at his side atop the sacred stone. together, they would stand as a beacon for their wolves, a symbol of strength and kinship.