Redtail Rise xv makittuk

Stjor & Rökk's reunion thread isn't complete, so I'll be vague about their discussion - but this knowledge of Stjor's suspicion has been agreed OOC.  :)

From the watch's higher slopes where he lounged lazily beneath the Winter sun, Rökkvi observed the departure of a white-furred wolf and followed with a curious stare as he ventured across the valley below. Quick to assume that this was the secretive yearling his brother had spoken of, he wasted no time in his pursuit of him over the flatlands. Gathering to his paws, the ironborn picked his way carefully down the mountainside and trailed the river's edge toward the distant surf.

It took him several hours to catch up to the pallid yearling and when he did, his winding trail led him onto an unfamiliar spire. Rökkvi sniffed at the ground and the trees as he navigated unfamiliar terrain, eager to pinpoint the exact location of the wayward palefur, and at last caught sight of his light pelage through the foliage.

The ranger greeted him with a low rumble as he approached, unashamed to scrutinise him with a searching stare. He did not care if the alabaster brute had even noticed his pursuit of him across the land, nor if he had attempted to evade being found; Stjör was suspicious, and Rökkvi trusted his brother's intuition.