Fenrath felt it before his people did.
The wolf-god's domain — Frost and Beast, the twin domains that made his territory a living thing of ice and predator instinct — extended through the Frostmarch like a nervous system through a body. Every snowfall, every frozen river, every wolf-pack hunting through the pine forests at the base of the northern mountains: Fenrath felt them the way a Human felt their heartbeat. Unconsciously. Constantly. And when something wrong entered the domain's periphery, Fenrath felt that too — the same way a body felt fever. Not through analysis. Through sensation.
