Beside her leader Natasha trekked up the Rise, huffing in annoyance at the way her breath shortened in the thinner air up here. It would have been hard to find a more active yearling than Natasha, but she was used to the low altitudes she’d grown up in.
Once the faint oddness passed her she turned to Eyja. “Damn. Aaliance really are gone - guess there goes my chance to talk to Poet.” She grumbled. “I only smell a couple of them lingering, and neither are him… guess he’ll turn up somewhere.”
She didn’t like all this openness up here. It also made her grumpy to be here in the first place, remembering the last time when Castor was with her, marveling at the precious mountains so close by. She swore not to miss him. He’d left her the way half the wolves in her life had. She’d let him in, let him get closer than maybe anyone else ever had.
Gone. Just up and deserted the pack one day. Deserted her. She was done with getting close to wolves. She would stay tough and guarded, and ensure that her priority was, as it always had been, her precious pack.
“We can call for the Covenant, see if they’re here yet.” She told Eyja, then lifted her muzzle and howled her clear, no-nonsense call into the wide open skies.
((I think this is meant to take place late Autumn given Effie set it up for after her mountain visit but we wibbled decided offscreen who was coming and staying form the Brotherhood so aaaah what are timelines anyway. Everyone just fit it in theirs where it works!
Jay and Althea have been noted to have remained in the general area so they are the fresher scents Nat noticed!
Let me know post order preference I will roll with whatever everybody wants totally chill!))
Jun 21, 2018 09:47 AM
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