Great Bear Wilderness [wp] a union for the ages

the weight of his new title—a husband, a leader bound now by love as much as duty—settled across his broad shoulders, not heavy, but solid. grounding.

he turned as rökkur and íruna approached, their presence warm and familiar, the bond they shared palpable even at a distance. as they drew closer, solhárr’s tail swayed slightly, a rare softness touching the sharp angles of his features.

íruna, rökkur, he greeted, dipping his head in acknowledgment. the gods have been generous, to bring us all here. his gaze flickered between the pair, lingering on the way rökkur’s tail brushed íruna’s flank, a gesture of quiet affection that did not go unnoticed.

you honor us with your presence tonight, solhárr said, his voice a steady rumble. then, with a faint grin tugging at the corner of his lips, he added, and perhaps, it is your turn to share wisdom. you have walked this path before us. he tilted his head, the humor in his tone tempered with genuine respect.