The tiger was prowling the borders, he was always prowling the borders, when he saw the wolf howl a..further distance away from the borders than he was used to guests howling.

Odd, but whatever.

The sentry stood in the trees and just...watched. Waited.

He was visible enough now that the snow was melted, a bright white (and now faintly glowing with scars) beacon within the tree line. Tail lightly flicking at the top as he stared.

It was a call not for her. Not for any of Northfall, actually, despite where they were. It was a visitor of theirs, separated from their family and so spending time getting to know her own for the time being. Journey came nonetheless, for it was her duty to address visitors.

The first to draw her attention was the eldest. He was colored like dusk with eyes like dawn. A beautiful young man, though there was a dangerousness in his eyes. A darkness there that perhaps had not yet been revealed to others. Yet Journey saw that wildness there and it caused her a quiver, despite how curiosity compelled her forward.

There, at his side, a young boy. Colored beautifully too. This one's torso is like tidal waves, lost in silence in the great deep. Powerful, endless movements.

She could see Carnifex down the treeline. Not far. She felt a warmth of protection from the great, stunning beast being near. Not that the valkyrie particularly felt she needed it. Grim is here. Safe. She states to the pair as she turns back to them. Are you family come to retrieve him?