Silverlight Terrace Track

Rodyn had been nearby when a howl had rang out across the lands. It was a call for him, for action. To use the skills that he loved, and help out his neighbor friends family, Astraios. He grinned and loped towards the call.

Rodyn saw the pale wolf as he came near, and he smiled, and dipped his muzzle. His own gaze taking in the Elk Heard. There were a few small females, some younglings. He wouldn't like to take the younglings unless they were wounded. Only because they would grow into food as they got older.