navigating the fog

She smiled gently as Aryn responded, nodding her agreement as the young wolf spoke of how things might have been had the eruption not occurred. As Aryn accepted her offer, the Spirit led the way into the mists, moving to allow the younger wolf to keep easy pace with her.

She listened as her cousin spoke of how she’d been exploring, and as the girl mused over what Lirim needed, Aurielle reflected that a wolf who was swift and knew the lands would be an invaluable resource in the event of a siege. “Navigation is a wonderful skill to hone. Valhalla also requires that everyone at least learns healing, even if it’s only the basics. The same with fighting. Even if someone doesn’t specialize or isn’t really even good at it, I’d like for everyone here to be able to defend themselves should something happen when they’re out on their own. I should talk with your father about interpack activities Lirim and Valhalla could do.”

She pondered, mind turning to Red as she considered hunters, then suggested, “I believe one place we could start is helping you learn more about hunting… I have a man here who knows a fair bit. I’m willing to ask him if you like?”

Her eyes smiled at the young wolf as she padded near-silently through the miasma, stopping as the mists parted upon the Circle.

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