A joining of minds

The Warlord's attention had first been spiked by the earthquake that had happened just outside of his pack lands. Past that, his hunters had noticed a strange scarcity in prey that began to worry him. His fighters had encountered a higher number of agitated predators. He himself had taken on bears on more than one occasion in the last season. He still remembered the volcanic eruption, the long night. He knew when the land was trying to tell them something.

It wasn't enough for him to paint a picture, not yet, but he was growing concerned. A northern life was a hard one, and they needed every successful hunt they could get. He took some time to assemble his thoughts before he raised his head and howled for Keahi, Hazel, and Basilisk. It was time for this higher ranking wolves to discuss what was going on.


"Speech"