Greatwater Lake (M) Butterflies taste through their feet.

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he was much too far from morningsong. not that he planned on leaving; not at all. he'd been out scouting, reminiscing, and easy's scent wreathed the burned forest.

and he'd remained on the periphery, because he was a coward.

now, aditya stalked along the edges of the lake, himself studying the ice. his gaze floated along the frozen sheet until it rested upon the other wolf, and halted.

adi chuffed and moved forward, slowly but deliberately. it was only when he picked up her scent did he begin to hesitate.