Hideaway Strath your kiss is the jackal among the tombs

roar's followed arturo and ventured off so literally open for anyone! :D

Roarke, unbeknownst to his father follows at a careful distance. Ever since he’d managed to slip from Ceannasach’s watchful eye on the borders it has ignited an insatiable curiosity within the winter’s bane. Can he do it again? This time, he does not follow Arturo to the borders, instead he ducks into thick underbrush when he has decided he has kept up the appearance of little duck for long enough to convince that he is with his father. He hunkers down and peeks through a break in the foliage watching Ceannasach’s sleek form disappear out of sight. Glacial gaze widens for a moment in awe that, presumably, he has managed his grand scheme! Beguiling and cunning the mini tundrian’s lips form a smirk as he waits for a few moments longer to ensure that none has caught onto him before he slinks from the underbrush and gives his plush, pale pelage a hearty shake to dispel debris it has collected in the underbrush.

With his success (regardless of how temporary) his confidence is bolstered and he moves along with a slight swagger to his step and a childish wonder sparking within the glacial pools of his irises as the entirety of the Strath is laid out bare before him, like a lover’s body he is more than eager to explore.