Fairspell Meadow importance to the state

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though wintersbane didn't spend too much time reminiscing about it, his casual approach to leadership — though harsh and cold as an anvil when needed — is ...undeniably interesting given the multitude of ways he was brought up. in teaghlaigh, arturo's word was law; iron clad. most of the packs he had called home during his youth ( numerous as they were ) followed a similar regime. the tundrian was decidedly chill for the most part, as @Quellcrist probably would've put it in her 'hip lingo'. probably, it had something to do with his own rebellion against the leaders during his wild years.

is your home beautiful?, she asks.

wintersbane contemplates her question, having not been one to look at a territory for its beauty. mostly, their worth is always in how defendable and self-sustaining they were. what was the point of having a beautiful home if it didn't provide for the wolves that claimed it? if it left them vulnerable? ❝uh,❞ he vocalizes the fact that he finds himself caught off guard by the question. ❝yeah, i guess its beautiful. it's nice to see the wilds stretching out below us.❞ on his more arrogant days, it could easily make him feel like a titan peering down at a world much less significant than the one built upon their spire.

the pair speak for a bit longer before, suspecting he has spent too much time away from the spire, wintersbane bids her farewell and heads home.