Dragoncrest Cliffs Sit still, look pretty

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Although the temperatures outside were nigh on brutal, Wildfire couldn't stand being cooped up in a cave indefinitely. She needed fresh air and wide, open spaces. Ignoring the frigidness that almost immediately sank into the very marrow of her bones, she ventured onto the beach at the base of Dragoncrest Cliffs. She turned her back to the wind, which whipped against her and rapidly stole the sensation from her extremities. If she stayed out here for more than a few minutes, she knew she might subject herself to frostbite.

But she would take what precious little time she could and hopefully give herself a few extra seconds by taking a brisk walk. Wildfire picked her way south along the surf, so preoccupied with the uncontrollable chattering of her teeth and shivering of her black tail that she didn't notice the lump on the beach at first. Then she did notice it and approached it warily, blinking her chestnut eyes at the frozen carcass of a sea lion.

If she could somehow drag it back to the caves, it would feed the pack for days. She couldn't do it alone, though, so Wildfire turned back into the biting wind, stretched out her neck and howled for some assistance.