Blacktail Deer Plateau Dream State

Following the trail of white wolves, Njord traveled down the coast and then bent Eastward inland through Ravensblood forest. He trailed the footstep of The Wall across the plateau, knowing that Raven’s Watch stood like a sentinel on the other side. That’s where Valmua lived, he thought to himself. It had been a while since the red-tail thought of the golden ruffed woman, but for some reason old memories floated to the surface of his mind like dark, toxic oil.

He exhaled and peered southbound and smelling the cold, October wind. He shouldn’t be gone from Sapphique for too long, the Emerald knew.