The Arrival of dreams

Surreal nodded at Glacier's request, adding "Of course I will." The Donostrean alpha had seen Frith as a friend as well; it would only be right to keep him in the loop.

As Glacier agreed, then gushed about his daughters, Surreal listened with a warm smile. It pleased her to hear that her friend had found someone, and had two beautiful daughters to chase and protect. "Most certainly. Children do have a knack for getting into trouble..." Here, she cast her eldest son a knowing look. noting the embarrassed shift of his weight from paw to paw. Oh, yes, he knew what she was referring to; his trip to the south and near miss with a boar.

He still bore the mark, a crescent scar on his left shoulder, overlaid with four large claw marks. She'd had no trouble believing him when he'd told her he'd nmet a huge cat on the battlefield. Her mother had made a deal once with a Mountain Lion, giving her a place to live in one of the territories Valhalla had governed under Erani's rule. It had been, perhaps, the widest ranged holding Valhalla had laid claim to.

"Have you given thought to my idea to help train Donostrea to fight?" She had no wish to hear of Donostrea being raided because they were deemed no threat to a raiding party.

Walk ---- "Speak" ---- "Hear" ---- Think