Hoshor Plains a place and a people

After meeting with Rusalka, the panther caught a second scent and traveled cautiously into the flatlands. Gradually, his tail began to wag, and he picked up his pace until he was bounding by the time he reached the borders. There, he lifted his head to howl for @Nephele. He could smell her husband, @Arktos, and @Fjall, too. He was glad to find the young man here amongst friends — or, as Nephele seemed to prefer, something like friends.

He found himself thinking fondly of the young woman. Her enterprising mind was a treasure, and he was sorry, sometimes, not to have been able to captivate it. It would surely serve her pack and her people well in the future.