Sing The Songs of Spring With Me! [Valhallan Spring Festival Opening]

He’d faded well out of the way as the wolves had flooded the Dancefloor, watching from a distance as they set up over the course of a week or two. He’d sent Isolde to scout, and Wangui had gone to listen among the countless other primates, returning with a look of awe.

A glowing white wolf, and a dark based, fiery child were among the many, and from what she’d heard it was a festival. All were welcome, and eventually, a song rose into the air, among the other distant, fascinating musical sounds coming from the grounds.

It took him some time to decide to approach, and he kept to the outskirts, eyes scanning the mass of canines with some fascination. He’d never seen so many wolves in one place, not even smelled that many scents in the pack borders he’d sniffed at in passing. But the glowing female upon trhe platform held his attention. He’d not met a wolf that glowed like he did.

His encounter with Malalia came to him then, and he realized that this must be the Aurielle the girl had meant. Had she been a mare, he’d probably have been smitten. As it was, she held his interest far more than her appearance. He’d heard the name Adravendi spoken a few times… or Wangui had and relayed it to him. Adravendi. The name he’d been searching for.

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