what's changed

This winter was harsh and cruel, they would need to shore up their stores and make some trades soon. Trade with what, remains to be seen... Eltrys was nosing through the storage, intent on taking stock of what they had.

A call entered the air, if he wasn't mistaken it was demanding and short, a twinge of panic. His brow furrowed with confusion and alarm as he loped quickly to respond. The ice crunched under his feet as he approached and found the dire woman he had met on the beach before he was the alpha. She seemed panicked, leaning nearly over the border.

"Widow?" He called as he came within earshot, his ear twitched as he came to a stand. The short king that he was, looked up at her milken silver eyes like pools.

"Are you well?" He asked warmly, yet cautiously. She must have noticed the change at the borders but he wanted to make sure there was nothing else to address first.


"Speech!"