Northstar Vale Keep on movin'

The title was foreign to him, much like everything else in this vale, but her explanation gave enough context. “I would be honored,” he said simply, his deep voice carrying quiet resolve. “If my skills can be of use, I’ll do what’s needed.”

“Your pack seems strong,” he added after a pause, his gaze lifting to meet hers. “And well-led. I imagine it’s no easy task to leave it, even for a time.” There was no flattery in his words, only genuine respect for the way she carried herself and the stability she seemed to have cultivated here.

“You trust him,” Greywood observed, meaning Chaudry. His amber eyes were steady, curious without prying. “That’s all a leader can hope for when they step away, isn’t it?”