Neverwinter Forest gravesinger

@Callyope (forgot to tag you :p) but also AW

wind carried the scent of the pack long before Kalyska reached their borders. it was strong and layered—pine resin, mountain air, and the unmistakable musk of wolves living and thriving together. she paused just beyond the scent line, her paws sinking into the snow as she took a steadying breath. this was it. the choice she had made in the frozen silence of solitude now brought her here, to the edge of a new beginning.  

her hazel eyes scanned the expanse before her, the rugged terrain of Forneskja stretching out like a promise and a challenge. wolves moved in the distance, their shapes sharp against the white backdrop of snow, and their presence made her stomach twist with nerves. Kalyska had been part of a pack before, but that had been a lifetime ago—before the wildfire, before her purpose had been reduced to ashes.  

she wouldn’t falter now. Sólhárr had seen something in her worth inviting, and she would not waste the chance to prove him right.  

tilting her head back, she let out a clear, deliberate howl that cut through the still air. It wasn’t a plea or a demand, but a declaration: she was here, and she sought to join.  

as the echoes faded, the forest seemed to hold its breath. she waited, her ears perked, her stance firm even as the seconds stretched on. when movement finally stirred at the edge of the trees, Kalyska’s muscles tensed. wolves emerged—broad-shouldered hunters with watchful eyes, their stances wary but curious.