Gyrfalcon's Keep Your confidence is cracked,

Dreven came hurriedly, knocking upon her door.

A beast; a giant; a warrior, and yet, he submitted before her — a priestess; holy; revered... or so soon she would be.

I did. A slow nod, followed by a wave of her tail, gesturing for him to come forth and sit.

The clan grows. But as it does so, it cannot be allowed for many to walk without a path to follow. For then what was their purpose here? One would either learn, teach, or serve those that did so by some means.

Tell me, Dreven. What path do you envision for yourself? Whether that path was drawn here, or elsewhere.