Sawtooth Spire wolkenbruch

"none that i have seen," mahler rejoined, musing over potentially gifting such to nyx. wylla would want to pluck her own den from her surroundings, more than likely ensconced in briars and set far away from easy reach. but he did not know what the golden she-wolf wished.
mahler guided them to windholme's higher reaches, trotting along the bank some ways until he came upon the recently discovered cave, sitting back some ways from the downward flow of the river but still in sight.
a pause, lilac stare shifting to nyx for a moment before he approached the small mouth and sniffed the earth-toned air.