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Though the storm howled all around him, those battering winds shook his form not as golden eyes pierced through the darkness. Every stride forth saw his paws meet the snow with such confidence that indeed, those gales almost seem to part before him, as if he were a blade to cut through the wind itself. It was none of Ailill's doing. No magicks from he saw the storms quell as the white wolf marched onward, head careening side to side.

Aisling had blessed his travels once more, for her warrior had nothing to fear in the snow and ice.

If any needed his help... then he would be there, be it hail or rainfall or the screaming of the Ever-white's wrath. By the moon, it could have been the long lost summer with its scorching light or the deluge of the fall where the great ice melted; tirelessly he tracked with the stars baring down against the clouds, twinkling like the remnants of a broken mirror.

The smallest smile graced his muzzle.

It would be a good night for wandering.

Description

Though the storm howled all around him, those battering winds shook his form not as golden eyes pierced through the darkness. Every stride forth saw his paws meet the snow with such confidence that indeed, those gales almost seem to part before him, as if he were a blade to cut through the wind itself. It was none of Ailill's doing. No magicks from he saw the storms quell as the white wolf marched onward, head careening side to side.

Aisling had blessed his travels once more, for her warrior had nothing to fear in the snow and ice.

If any needed his help... then he would be there, be it hail or rainfall or the screaming of the Ever-white's wrath. By the moon, it could have been the long lost summer with its scorching light or the deluge of the fall where the great ice melted; tirelessly he tracked with the stars baring down against the clouds, twinkling like the remnants of a broken mirror.

The smallest smile graced his muzzle.

It would be a good night for wandering.