Northstar Vale This is the murmur of the land.

@Awenfen hope you don't mind me stealing this.

Driven to seek shelter along the edges of Reneian territory, where he'd spotted several hollows that he felt would shield him from the rain. He slipped carefully through the mouth of the largest cave he could find, and he huffed a relieved sigh as he shook out his sodden pelt and shifted to settle himself where he could peer out into the open from whence he'd come.

Viinturuth leaned a strong shoulder against the cool rock and shifted, arching his proud neck to set about smoothing his damp furs in attempt to better dry himself. As he twisted to reach for the silver guard hairs along his dorsal, the alabaster Frostfur-Mayfair's dark eyes found the small, pale figure of an unfamiliar creature that had skunk into a pool of water just beyond, and he stopped mid-lick to gawk.

Burgundy eyes blinked slowly, and ears stood tall atop his head as he straightened himself. It was no wolf that shared this hollow with him, that much he could tell, and something about this unusual creature made his hackles prick. For now he simply stared, uncertain, and wondered if she'd already noted his arrival with the same concern.