Duskfire Glacier Can you catch me?
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Arvi
​     Dull green eyes scoured the endless land ahead of her. Arvi's soft steps halted to a stop as the female wolf lifted her keen muzzle to the air. The breeze whipped back her fur in gusty blows, and the female gave a small shiver. It always seemed cold here, but at least she had gotten partially used to it. 

Drawing in scents from the carrying breeze, Arvi began her process along the rough terrain. She had been searching for prey, but none was to be found at the moment. Anyway, she didn't think much prey was even around here. With a sigh, she searched instead for a place to rest. After all, the young wolf had been going on for quite a while through the night, as she liked to be out when the darkness fell, and rest seemed to be the thing she needed most. Through her dull gaze, she could spot a small opening in the side of the glaciar quite a few meters away. With new determination and hope, Arvi began to trot purpousfley to the place where she hoped to find a bit of peace.
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For a brief moment he had split away from his twin, expanding their reach through the Taiga that made up the northern part of the Wilds. She was loath to leave him, just as he was loath to leave her, but they did so, the darker twin heading towards the large monument in the distance, its body made of ice and snow, even as the world around them warmed. He had never seen a glacier before, only heard of its majesty in the far north of Siberia. 

The man moved forward, eyes scanning the surrounding area, noting down every detail he could. His head turned up to the air, breathing in the icy scent. He sniffed, a living scent crossing his nostrils. A wolf? The young man smirked at the prospect of interaction, heading after the trail.
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The tri-colored wolf nosed her way between the crack in the glaciar, her muzzle raised to catch any scent, friendly and nfriendly alike. As she crept farther into the crevice, she realized it was larger that she expected. A small pool of frozen water lay toward the back, and not a creature was to be seen. Deciding to stay here for the rest of the day, or until the wind subsided, Arvi turned in a circle beside the entrance of the den and looked out into the swirling mass of wind and now.

absentmindedly, Arvi began to draw one long claw along the ice. A small, delicate line appeared where she had scored her natural weapon. Intregued, she scraped the ice once more. Like before, another mark apeared. Growing excited, thinking that maybe this was a way she could begin to communicate in this frozen world, the mute and practically deaf wolf began to draw what she saw outside. Tree snow dotted her frozen canvas as Arvi worked. Her strokes created slightly ragged marks, not quite perfect, but she had just began to carve in the ice. It was very different from what she was used to. Arvi had drawn in the sand of the cave where she had been born, but their was no sand here, only endless ice and snow. At least she could entertain herself with something.


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