Sawtooth Spire wolkenbruch

She had not lured Lycaon in with the sole purpose of riling his sister. Wylla had been far from her thoughts as she and Grimnismal's pallid Beta found comfort in one another's embrace, as had the concept of conceiving. Back then, Nyx had never thought herself to be the motherly type, and shrugged that possibility off with the opinion of I don't want this, so it can't happen to me.

Little had she known, her naivety would go on to be her undoing - and she'd spent the years since wondering if or when it would come to snap at her heels again.

"I made a mistake, but I learned from it," she exhaled softly, "and suffered the consequences."

It did not surprise Nyx to learn that Wylla had taken a leader rank, for she'd always known her to be an ambitious creature. Title was not something the tawny Ostrega ever craved and so she failed to understand the appeal of responsibility, but a fresh bout of anxiety swelled in her chest as she considered what this new development might mean for her future.