Northstar Vale Appangik

the imperator nodded. he appreciated the directness of the northwolf. he did not expect the invitation which followed. the man looked at the young wolves crowded around their taller leader. "i do not have so many stories to tell," he said with a vaguely apologetic tone. "we are soldiers in mereo. we drill. we spar. we travel the canyon walls and run hard to grow strong."

the man paused. "not long ago in these mountains there was meant to be a war. many of us rushed down, ready for bloodshed. but we found only cowards. we took spoils of battle. we took their herbs, their objects, the skins they had left. those things are in akashingo, in the flatlands. mereo was one of them, the canyon liberated from its evil."