We're So Close To Something

Shilah had spent the past several hours patrolling the borders. The near brush with the monstrous wolves that had left the badly injured man on their doorstep had unnerved him. Then he returned to hear of the sabertooth attack. What the hell was going on? He'd never seen beasts like these in all of his wanderings and they hadn't been present in his first year in Boreas so why now?

He was pulled from his thoughts as Lúta bounded up to him, tail wagging like a banner in the air. Goodness, she was in heat and… and she was not stopping. He had expected her to come to a screeching halt but instead she barreled right into him, bowling him over onto his back. He landed with a thump only just managing to process her words. He grinned and reached up to lick her cheek. "Lúta, that's wonderful! Sure, that's fine with me. I figured I'd take up more patrolling while the other warriors heal but I should be able to help with hunting as well."