Welcome Home [Rhaegara]

Aurielle grinned, head tilting as she admitted, “Valhalla has a custom that I’ve sort of given up on, called Story Time. It may sound like something for young pus to go to and hear stories from elders, but in truth, I wanted it to be for everyone. Whether it was stories and legends from their own culture, a pup’s story about the battle with the monster they conquered, or a funny story from a patrol. Sadly few came to the ones I called, but perhaps I can breathe life into it again.”

Her eyes tracked into the air, where she hoped to build the wall, nodding in agreement at the young woman’s remark. “It will take much work, and a great deal of help from our primate friends, but I do think we can manage it.” Even if it took generations.

Her eyes were determined, glinting keenly as she traced the air again, the mental plans that always lurked at the back of her mind running calculations. The wall needed to be large enough for two wolfs as large as her father and Red, or larger, to pass comfortably without disrupting each other or risking accidentally shoving one off.

“It will take a lot of stone, certainly. And some of the primates say sea shells, ground down, can be mixed with some other components for a mortar to seal the stones together. Should be a lot of fun to try.”

Walk ---- "Speak" ---- "Labhair an Sean-Teanga." ---- "Hear" ---- Think