what is gone

"The wolves claimed this place as Fenmyre. Now it is just the Forgotten Isle." He began, wondering where they had all dispersed to. No doubt their allies had taken in those seeking out a home. "They kept to themselves, but not as much as we do. They had allies and were part of the Ashen Empire." One part of a growing whole, it seemed.

He let Rheum stew on those words for a moment as he moved closer, stepped up an old and crumbling concrete staircase but had little interest to actually go in for now.

"I believe many wolves find comfort in being part of something bigger." But the way he saw it, it was a form of codependency, that they would struggle to be on their own. Feel weak without the muscle of others to back them up, if need be.