Moonspear it’s not meant to be

calloused paw-pads carried him slowly along the mountain’s incline. there were wolves below setting a claim, where he had only briefly passed by, as the slopes behind the glen intrigued him more.

huojin didn’t have a particular reason for this short detour; he knew where yuèlóng was, and could have easily gone straight there, but thought that something might be calling him here, too.

he stopped to sniff at their border before sounding a series of short, non-urgent calls to anyone nearby.