"Heil og ssæl, wayfarer!"

You stumble backward, panicked gaze falling upon the familiar serpent at your feet. "Tssk, tssk" The Quest Snake shakes his head lightly. "You've explored far passt your neck of the woods, sso to speak. What bringss you to Ulvenass Dal?" You tilt your head in confusion, you'd only been following a scent trail for... How long had it been? The fur around your neck bristles, you really have no idea how you'd made it to this clearing. Looking around, you fixate for a moment on how beautifully the sun dapples through coniferous trees, like nothing you've seen before. The snake resigns his narrow head with a sigh and seems to gather that you're just about as lost as you look.

Rustling from behind a nearby bush pulls you from your thoughts as your note catches the scent of an approaching wolf. You step forward, ahead of the snake, and bare your teeth as a low growl creeps its way out of your throat. This may not be your territory, but you're surely not letting anyone turn your Quest Snake into their prey.

The undergrowth ahead of you sways with the wind, there is stillness for a moment. You curl your lips back and snarl, not so easily fooled. Another moment passes before you feel the snake brush past you with a huff, slithering towards a large pine tree. He raises his narrow head and shimmies his way to a nearby branch, flicking his tongue lightly. "Heil ok sæl, Eldgrímur."

"Heil og sæl, Jörmungandr." A figure steps out of the brush, merle patches almost indistinguishable from a dappled, autumnal grove. She calmly turns her head to face you as you, continue to bare your teeth. "Who is your friend?"

"Jusst another wayfarer, though not necissarily proficient at finding hiss way. "

You stiffen, is he making fun of you? Your question is quickly answered as the she-wolf chuckles lightly. After you realize that she poses more of an annoyance than a threat, you chuff lightly and lower your haunches. She catches your gaze and starts to approach, sniffing softly before sitting beside you.

"You look hungry, can I interest you in a helping of Bighorn Sheep?" She lowers her head, blue eyes filled with kindness. "Our hunters just returned with more than enough to share. I am called Eldgrímur. Pleased to make your acquaintance," she chuckles, "not-so-wayfarer."

With a resigned groan of assent, you dip your head in thanks and follow her as she leads you toward a new clearing. The Questing Snake hisses softly to himself, shaking his head and looking towards the light of the sunset.

"Jusst another day. Maybe I have ssome time before meeting with the next pack'ss Alpha. Mmm~ I wissh there were more of me!"

Welcome, Not-So-Wayfarer!

UPDATE: Currently adding to my territory, but as soon as I account for all of the wolves that I want in my pack, I will open up Cliffs Gjǫf for Trade/Giveaway!