Nightwood Pack

The Realm of Nightwood

"Greetings, traveler...if you choose to continue exploring here, you must first seek the approval of our Lady. I will escort you."

"Hello there, unfamiliar one! I hope you enjoy your visit. Perhaps you would like to learn a little bit about us?"

You follow the two wolves who intercepted you on your unintended exploration through their territory. As you walk deeper into the cool, enveloping shadow of the mountain, you begin to hear the sounds of pack life nearby: the excited yips of pups; the low rasp of conversation over a carcass. The scent of many different wolves is on the wind.

You round the base of a massive fallen tree, and many ears and tails perk up at the sight of a stranger. The large male who led you there moves to sit at the side of an even larger female, who is gazing at you with interest. You see star-shine in her eyes. Her features are adorned with delicate lunar jewels, their glow a gentle echo of the moonlight filtering down into the clearing.

Your visit is quick but pleasant. Beneath the zenith of the full moon, you politely make your exit. As you leave, a fresh rat held in your jaw as a parting gift and the glint of moonlight on your back, you hear a chorus of howls startup behind you, the voices blending together as one.

YouYou're tempted to join in.

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