Sawtooth Spire wolkenbruch

When he spoke, Nyx wondered if it had been his intention to present this hollow to her as a whelping burrow all along. It didn't bother her that Mahler might potentially see her as incompetent in finding her own, and in fact she found it rather sweet of him to have considered her with such a find.

Her tail wagged softly as the dark leader ventured closer, reached out to her in a gesture of quiet affection that she accepted with warmth. Nyx bumped her snout to her companion's chin and drew back to offer one last fond glance before she turned away, keen to begin work to prepare what was to be her new densite.