Lone Star Mountain We rise and we fall

though not completely recovered from the shock of finding takiyok, of all wolves, among his gathered peers, stigmata thought it best to give the displaced valkyrie some much needed space to acclimate. he didn't imagine that she would stay long, however, so the wraith did not wait long to track down the ranging northerner.

he followed her trail with deliberate tentativeness, and walked carefully through the groves in the snow she had made with her own progress. this made it easiest to follow, but even without the arrows on the ground directing him higher, he was fully familiar with her scent, and followed the smell of her just as much as he used the visible path.

she stood up ahead; the white victress, now without her crown, illuminated by a thunderdark sky which would promise snow in the night. he came up silently beside her, and watched the herds below with her, letting the silence settle between them before speaking. "@Mahler said it was a storm," he murmured quietly. he knew she would not want his sentiments, but he wanted to at least acknowledge the tragedy, and let her know she didn't have to explain her presence. he spoke of it no more. "he also said that he welcomed you unto our stead without bonds," the wolf mused a little more gravely, but then he sighed. "and with that i must agree. you are our ally, takiyok. and you have a place with us in these mountains, for however long you wish."