Moonspear Where Devils Tread

Rodyn could remember well how hard it was to have climbed the mountain at first. He had grown accustomed to it now as much as he was up and down from moonglow to hunt and fish.

Rodyn was proud of his pelt, found joy in it. He liked that he was an autumn wolf, that he could boast a fur bespeckled with one of his favorite seasons. His parents had even made sure to only allow autumn wolves. It had shown promise. He saw now how foolish it was to be so enamored with pelts and colors.

Rodyn chuckled slightly. I am Rodyn Ardeth I hail from pack Moonglow, further down the mountain. The spear is rough, but it does test you well. Makes you realize a few things about yourself and the way you view things. Perspective.

He shifted. But you know there's an easier way up? Right?