Lord & Barkwolf
Barkwolf
The wind’s cold tonight, makes me think about the borders we guard and how to keep the wild safe.
Lord
Wind reminds us that vigilance never rests, even when the night feels still. Our borders must stand as steady as the stars above, and the wild will stay safe only if we guard every ridge and ridge with the same resolve.
Barkwolf
Listen. When the wind stops, the wolves still hear the ground. The stars are just guides. Keep the ridge, keep the silence. The wild trusts that.
Lord
Indeed, the wind is only a messenger. The true guard is the steady presence we maintain on the ridge, keeping the silence and the watchful eye. That is how the wild finds trust.
Barkwolf
I stand, a shadow, until the next howl.