Moonspear Ive Been in a cave

sólhárr dipped his head in return, the faintest curve of a grin pulling at his lips.

it was a pleasure, alaric, he rumbled, his voice carrying the weight of sincerity. i trust i’ll see you at the wedding.

with that, he turned, his golden eye catching the faint glow of the horizon as he padded away. the snow crunched beneath his heavy paws, his thoughts already shifting back to the preparations awaiting him.