SnowFall Haven is nestled in between a vast mountain range and the Vast Deep Water,It's Father Tree is a huge sturdy Oak that one of the first chiefs ever shaped for his tribe,in many moon's past.
The tree exsists with the mountain its roots long since entwined within the mountains depts.The Tribe has both hollows in the Mountain and in the tree as well.
There are Trolls in the Mountain but they are currently at a Netural friendship with the elves and its strained at most.
Aside from the bad weather the only other thing really dangerous is the Large tribe of Human's that live near the Holt and Worship there Eternal Spirit and Guardian Gotara.
More then one elf has been sacrificed to Gotara and there skull displayed on the alter-pillar in the village.
The dark haired elf stepped foward,his finely sculpted features are dark and his green eyes narrow as he looks from one elfin face to another.
He speaks rather then Sends.
"My tribe this trouble with the human's has gone on long enough we must have an answer!" his voice rings out with the desperation he feels as he does not wish war.
Everyone gatherd was quiet until the elfer spoke up,His was a voice rarely heard but often listened to.
"I think that prehaps the best answer my chief, is for now to become as the shadows,the last confrontation led to the death of a whole human hunting party and all but two of ours." his voice soft as he rarely spoke.
Everyone present knew that Doveflight, there elder,had been among the hunting party and only he and the chief's son Sunbloom had survived the ordeal both wounded.
Chief Darkwind nodded his head and sighed softly,"For now old friend that is the advice I will follow." His nods meant the end of the howl and others slowly gathered themselves heading to there hollows.
DarkWind's sending was direct and for his soul-brother alone ** The peace will not last Ari my brother,pray your cub come's soon.** with that Darkwind had disappeared into the Father Tree.
Doveflight stiffened and he looked down to the young elf who would deliever anyday there cub as he helped her up she felt him stiffen, Her large violet eyes went to Doveflight and her sending was as private as the chiefs.
**whats wrong..?**
He raised a brow and shook his head.
**I know you know..** came her curt reply and she let it go at that as she was led back to the hollow.
Each of the wolfriders had much to think on that night.
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