Northstar Vale of how the rich are wrong

He sniffed, quickly scenting familiarity amongst the unfamiliar. The male spoke of the mother pack, which he had heard Viskani mention once or twice before. Could they be from the same pack? Chevalier's words were accented in the same inflections as his sun. He even looked similar to her.

It could be assumed so, he figured--but that didn't make Noctaryn any more at ease. He has had one run in with her family--he didn't need another. He suppressed the snarl at the thought of the lutte with Chaudry.

Under the man's scrutiny, Noctaryn did not back down. He stood rather tall, his own gaze piercing. Viskani is here. he said tentatively, I will bring you to her and you can deliver this news. However, I warn will do you a small kindness and warn you-- he paused, closing the distance between them, --any misstep towards her and her child will be met with teeth. He turned then, not glancing behind him as he padded further into the vale.

snaps for the king he's becoming snap snap snap