Broken Antler Fen winter will feed on the warmth of your things

They had heard them, their rallying cry carried on cold winds.

When things had settled as much as they could, Dirge and @Hydra had decided to head south towards the fen that housed the wolves of Roangeda. He had intended to make the journey alone, but the curiosity of his mate and her want to meet with @Praimfaya had been reason enough for her to tag along on the day trip.

After all, it had been the young leader who had made them aware of her intentions, and thus it only seemed fair that they come to make theirs known too. He thought it beneficial that they aid one another; another ally would only bolster the claim that they made over the wilderness. With the winter to come and the potential threats ever on the rise, another set of watching eyes in their neck of the woods would be quite handy.

Their steps fell short of the marked borders, the breeze carrying them out long before they tread along such. Dirge's nose worked at the springing rise of cedar just beyond their reach; he found familiar scents mingling.

"This is the place," he commented, "shall we?"

When she agreed, their summons rose, and tangled with the afternoon din.

set for a couple of days after they found and staying vague on some other threads; tags are for visibility though hydra will be joining dirge!