Moonsong Glacier terra

for @Ariadne when you have the time !

On the back of a raven's wing flowed whispers of ice and snow inland, where the chill of the Earth could be felt once again. The snowcloud tucked a strip of dried caribou in the fork of a leaf-bare tree as a token of gratitude for the spirit's guidance. The bird was good company; she hoped it would stick around for a while longer yet she knew the pull of adventure was likely as strong for it as it was for her.

Nevertheless, it pained her to leave the ocean, knowing that once she did she would be leaving a piece of her spirit behind to roam alone. Waves thrashed, the spirits moaned - an antler bone marked with seals blood rides the surf until it disappears into the deep. Tulugak could only pray Sedna would be generous until her return.

Rocky peaks gave way to a sprawling glacier, a beacon of white amongst the autumn colours below. Oh how gorgeous it was to find a piece of home in the southlands! Tightening the caribou fur at her shoulders, the scout muttered a prayer of safe passage before beginning to pick her way with practiced caution across it's undulating body.