Northstar Vale Talking to the mirror

Along the small lake bed Aiolos laid idly by. The waters had shrunken due to the winter and probably the natural disaster which had come through as well. It was along this mountain chain, heading to the seas, did Aiolos loose his group and he hoped between the two places he may find them. For now and through the winter, Olo had found placement amongst the Vale wolves. 

He spotted one trotting about now. A delicate girl with a golden dead leaf in her jaws. He said nothing whilst he sat, only watched her through curious fiery colored eyes.