Winter is Coming
Open joining thread for Winterfell
Wyvern trotted after Acere as he moved his progression northward, her head held high. Farai stalked behind her, the big cat's head slung lower and swinging from side to side as if assessing everything around them as a threat. But Wyvern had long since learned to ignore her companion's more defensive nature, it seemed for whatever reason the cat was defensive of Wyvern and seemed to distrust most over wolves that weren't her family.
Wyvern approached the growing gathering, walking with all the grace she had in her body, summoning ancient bloodlines each having ruled the north in their own time, she was marching into her element. Slowly Wyvern roved her gaze over those gathered, noticing it was mostly others from the challenge including the strange tall blue and red striped stranger. Her gaze hitched slightly as she spotted the older woman she'd seen hanging around a few times before; she had reason to assume she was related in some way, she and her father shared a surprising resemblance and she had a vague memory of being told about a woman matching her description but Wyvern really didn't remember much else, she hadn't really been paying that much attention, her attention was also briefly stopped by another similar looking wolf a younger male this time with the older woman.
"I'm at your service." She said to Acere, dipping her head gracefully and then moved back to settle among the majority of the group, settling on her haunches and waiting for her family who she knew were on her tail.
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