Moonspear fro[m] here to eternity

mentions of heat, some less than vague later.. so mature stuff ensues..!

Earlier in the day, she had receded into a higher stretch of elevations on the mountain—very against her recent norm of almost always hunting or patrolling on the lower reaches since the attack on her last remaining pale daughter. Set on perpetual edge from this notion, after already simmering from far too many loiterers, Amekaze had been on the lookout for a fresh kill-streak until today, she disappeared.

Taking her seclusion and fresh new inappetence with her up the bitterly cold creek, she still found she liked the day alone and well spent away at her own beat, so knew to hide her tracks. As well as the snows and heights allowed, she roved, and unwound, ever subtle in her cues. Only by the time dusk began to roll around would she consider anything less than this, exactly. But even then, there was a very narrow gap for what was going to be deemed alright. He would know how it was, though.

Night spread across the skies, and with it, the moon shone brighter than ever even through the clouds. Over a well-lit, snow-covered path, she gradually moved downwards to find a new roost closer to the treeline—where she knew there were caves that weren't entirely frozen and the wind couldn't cut to the bone quite so badly.

Finding a suiting spot gave darkness time to settle in with her. Once found, and a few fluid leaps later, she scoped its view out surveying the horizon back down to her claim. In the meantime, she had hopes to catch wind of @Charon. Times had been too tumultuous, lately.