Another day dawned, and Thyra set out to patrol and mark the borders of the territory that she and Asvoria sought to claim. With just the two of them, it would take some amount of their time simply maintaining the borders. Two wolves was not enough to form a pack. She could only hope that her mother would show up soon- she had a long stride, and was the most adept at patrolling day and night. Thyra, young and with a quick, fox-step, found the duty exhausting.
Their territory was inhabited by many creatures, and she hoped they might still choose to live in the area, while more wolves came to join them. Perhaps others might come from her homelands, to help them continue the word of the Old Gods-
but for now, all she could do was help to settle the beginnings of Hlóðrfell.
Their territory was inhabited by many creatures, and she hoped they might still choose to live in the area, while more wolves came to join them. Perhaps others might come from her homelands, to help them continue the word of the Old Gods-
but for now, all she could do was help to settle the beginnings of Hlóðrfell.
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