Hype us howlss!

ㅤㅤㅤSELENOGRAPH IN OATHE–SPOKEN
ㅤㅤㅤPROCLAMATION FOR JUBILEE (ⓘ.)

Triskelions from bonds who sheathe the liminal interstice between bloom and blight. We abstruse amalgam clawborne elegists, pause our migration through arborescent oubliettes to reify in golden pupils and riven affections. On this votive orbit of your entwinement @SoeurLand, @Hauntminds, and @TheRosenvelt we intone phrasmancy underneath marrow moons. Your confraternal magnetism soar through our pith-dark silence and wither unuttered ardor. Thereabout, your monthiversary is not time’s tally, but also chronotethered sanctum and feral vows relit. We entreat to your pact our selenolatric genuflection, the augury shaped in vein. May your revenant kinship ignite further happiness, deeper marrowtide, and vaster threnodies.

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ Lunargent Abyss,
ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤㅤ @TheWyrmharrow

The autumn bells whisper softly as a gentle embrace drifts your way, dearest @TheWyrmharrow. Carried by the mellow breeze of fall, it brings warmth, care, and quiet affection—like leaves that fall to make room for new wonders. May this little hug remind you that you’re cherished beyond words, wrapped in tenderness as the season folds into gold. So brew your tea, smile at the dusk, and let the hush of autumn hold you close.

Brushed in amber hues,
Wyrmharrows Juhoon.

The autumn bells whisper softly as a gentle embrace drifts your way, dearest @thewyrmharrow. Carried by the mellow breeze of fall, it brings warmth, care, and quiet affection—like leaves that fall to make room for new wonders. May this little hug remind you that you’re cherished beyond words, wrapped in tenderness as the season folds into gold. So brew your tea, smile at the dusk, and let the hush of autumn hold you close.

Brushed in amber hues,
starseer.

i love you, wymharrow & howls.

ㅤㅤㅤSELENOGRAPH IN OATHE–SPOKEN
ㅤㅤㅤPROCLAMATION FOR JUBILEE (ⓘ.)

Triskelions from bonds who sheathe the liminal interstice between bloom and blight. We abstruse amalgam clawborne elegists, pause our migration through arborescent oubliettes to reify in golden pupils and riven affections. On this votive orbit of your entwinement—@ThePendleton, @polkariot, @ReverieOfAmity, @StreakOfHawkeye @VenturesKarina, @GowanSuite, @courthlace, @wallisterr, @Wythers, @Samniont, &. @Berthouven.
—we intone phrasmancy underneath marrow moons. Your confraternal magnetism soar through our pith-dark silence and wither unuttered ardor. Thereabout, your monthiversary is not time’s tally, but also chronotethered sanctum and feral vows relit. We entreat to your pact our selenolatric genuflection, the augury shaped in vein. May your revenant kinship ignite further happiness, deeper marrowtide, and vaster threnodies.

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ Lunargent Abyss,
ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤㅤ @TheWyrmharrow

Congratulations to Wyrmharrow’s Yeonjun on their powerful comeback with 'Cant Stop'! The pack has been waiting for your voices to rise again like a silver moon over the dark woods. Your harmony cuts through the night like claws across stone, and your presence awakens the blood in every heartbeat of the clan. This song is more than a return, it’s a howl echoing through the forest, calling every wolf home to the circle.

Howls, let us answer their call. Let's stream their new song and let the world feel the strength of our pack! 🐺