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The taiga was a wasteland.

At least, that was what it felt like.  Kiwi hadn't encountered a soul since coming here, and she found herself missing Yami's company even worse as days passed.  This was important, though.  She had a path chosen and she wasn't about to back out of it now.

South lay danger, she knew.  She couldn't dare show her face to that pack of murderers who had killed her mom, or her siblings that she didn't care about anyway.  With Eljay as a dad they were doubly useless anyway, and she wanted nothing to do with any of them.  She could try the coast, or the mountains maybe.  Her chances of encountering trouble would be lower.

Something about the harshness in this place spoke to her, though.  As winter fast came, the air had a hard edge to it that might explain the emptiness.  Kiwi stopped in the middle of the valley she crossed as the wind picked up, blasting through her fur.  She shivered, then smiled.  Well, nothing for it.

She sent up a howl, short and questioning.  If anyone was around, she wanted to find them.
The man is nowhere to be found, and Castor is growing hungry. Hungry, and very, very cold.
Which is why he responds to the unfamiliar call, half-hoping it is one of the friends the man had spoken of. He'd seemed very excited, and maybe a little hungry himself — so his friends must have food or something, right? Cas hopes this one does, at least. His tail starts to wag a little when he sees the dark figure, and he breaks into a slightly clumsy run, tripping on the snow here and there before he finally comes to a stumbling halt in front of her. Are you one of the man's friends? He asks immediately, looking her up and down with an unmistakably critical gaze. She's pretty small, and looks nothing like the man. Doubt tinges his tone with his second question. Do you have food?
It was quiet, for a while.  Kiwi sat waiting for a determined amount of time.  She figured she could continue this... eventually someone would answer, and at least then she could make her pitch.

Eventually, it turned out, was today.  A shape appeared, but as they drew closer it became clear that they were young... far younger than she'd expected.  Disappointment bit her quickly, but she hid it beneath an indifferent expression.

Her distaste at his age, clumsy approach, and eager words made her pause a beat before answering.  Kiwi had never been much for children; she didn't have much even for adults. 

Depends on who the man is, but probably not. She responded, standing up so that she could take a step back.  And no.  Are you alone?  If he was, he might not be worth pursuing. She needed warriors and hunters, not children to babysit.
I hope that y'all dont mind me hopping in here! just trying to introduce my northern girl :)

Enkhtuya had wound up here. Not exactly her kind of place, but what could she do? She had lost her people in the North after a particularly fearsome blizzard. She had wandered and wandered, wanting only to find them. By the time she realized that she was no longer in that lovely place called Alaska, she knew it was far too late to head back in the direction from which she came. It would only serve to further offset her path. She was sure there was no turning back now. Her people, her place in her clan and her past was behind her. She would no longer have years and years of cultural tradition to follow- well, she could follow it, but Tuya knew the wolves here were not like her, would not play by the rules of her land. The air here was warmer than she was ever used to; this was the place of the common tongue, of strange and unknown cultures and lifestyles. She was in the South. 

Enkhtuya found herself in a taiga. Though she did not know where her feet would lead her, she trusted that whatever path she was met with was the path she was intended to meet- the universe knew what it was doing. That is why, when a howl pierced her ears, she did not ignore it. A calling, a sign? It did not matter, the golden girl's paws were already carrying her towards the source of the sound. A dark figure, and a smaller one. Tuya figured it was likely the adult that sent the call. She was not subtle as she approached, making herself clear by getting close, and yet she kept a distance of a few yards. She could only hear the tail end of Kiwi's last words before her arrival. Though she wondered if she should leave, lest she intrude on a private conversation, she remained- standing tall and silent like a sculpture of stone as if waiting patiently to be acknowledged. 

 
A sigh slips from him as soon as the words "probably not" pass the girl's lips. Annoyed by her apparent uselessness and stupid question, he only glares for a moment before an answer comes to him.
I am now, He says haughtily, and turns to march away from the girl and right past the other stranger without acknowledging her at all. He wants to find the man, who had never asked such pointless questions. Of course he wasn't alone, anyone with eyes could have seen the two others standing around (nevermind that he hadn't seen the second one himself until he turned away). But if the choice is between being alone and being in company such as this — well, obviously he's already made his decision.
Well okay then.  Kiwi let out a small snort as he stormed away haughtily.  That was fine, he probably wasn't worth much either way.  Have fun with that, she responded loudly to his retreating back, but she wasn't going to bother stopping or following him.  She didn't need kids in her pack.

The other stranger at least seemed to have some manners, and was older.  Kiwi turned her attention without hesitation to her next.  My name's Kiwi.  I'm looking for wolves who might want to make a claim up here.  Strong wolves, she added pointedly, glancing at where Castor departed.  Obviously he didn't fit that bill.
The younger man said something with a touch of attitude, and marched away right past Enkhtuya without even acknowledging her. She did not mind- children could be like that. With his leave, she took it as a cue of her own, to approach the other stranger just a little closer. The woman called out to her with better manners, introducing herself as Kiwi and getting straight to the point with her intentions. Enkhtuya appreciated that- nothing more being said than what was necessary to say.

I am Enkhtuya. I do not have passion for battle. But I have been trained in it. And she was built for it, considering her muscle mass and overall size. She was quiet for a moment, and as her words bounced off the air she cringed just slightly as the sound of her own mongolian accent. She wasn't ashamed of her origin- she would gladly speak her language openly down here- but to hear the common tongue twinged with that hint of the North made her think she ought to work on it. Is there anything specific, about this claim you desire to establish?
If you have a passion for defending what's ours then I can definitely use you, she responded with a smile.  Kiwi liked the upfront nature of the woman in return.  She wasn't a wolf who liked to waste time with small talk or indirect suggestion.

Right now I'm just recruiting.  We need numbers to hold a claim, and a good place to settle.  She thought of the peak, the place she'd initially been.  There's a mountain here, I'd like to maybe claim it.

She was looking to build a pack, but also a circle.  Yami had a place already... but there was room.  If you help me, it would be worth it.  She'd reward the wolves who did their jobs and did it well.
Enkhtuya listened quietly to the woman's information, while appreciating her little smile. Polite and considerate but in no way weak or thoughtless, this was the feeling she got from Kiwi- both from her demeanor and the way she spoke. She liked that. 

"I can help defend the claim if it's worth it as you say. I need a secure place for the winter here, if not longer. I will gladly join you if you'll have me," She told the woman matter-of-factly, pale tail shifting slowly from side to side as she tried to make a calculation about her. She felt that she could be trusted, but one could never know for sure. Perhaps Tuya would just have to see for herself in the coming moons.
Kiwi smiled, thoroughly satisfied by that answer and extremely heartened by this new success.  Two seeking was far better than one.

Good.  Help me to find more, and I'll make sure there's a place at the top for you.  She looked out across the expanse north.  There aren't many wolves up here, a lot of them stay south.  If you meet anyone who talks about 'Firebirds', avoid them, and don't mention my name.  She looked at Enkhtuya again.  They don't like me very much.

She knew she was opening herself up to needing to explain if this woman was the prying sort, but since the girl's opinion was that she'd done nothing wrong, she did not care.  It would be a shame for her to run across one of her mother's old pack, though, and be bothered for her association with Kiwi.  Better to avoid it altogether.

That mountain.  she pointed to it, Nova Peak, to the distance, Will be our place for now.  She'd failed before in founding it, but she knew it well at least, and until they found a more suitable spot it would be perfect.
thanks for the thread! :D

Tuya listened to the woman's words, giving a curt nod once or twice to her statements. Of course she wanted to be high in the ranks- it was the only way she had known back home. Therefore she would travel the land in search of worthy individuals. Already she planned a general idea of her route, just far south enough to find recruits, yet not so far south that the wolves complained of the cold. She knew that Kiwi wanted strong wolves- and of course, she would look for powerful physiques and experienced wolves- but to Tuya this also meant wolves who could tough out the winter. She took a mental note of the name Firebirds, and appreciated the slightest bit of information the woman gave about her past. Strange, really, since Enkhtuya didn't seem too keen to share much about herself. 

As Kiwi motioned to the distant mountain, Enkhtuya turned silvery eyes upon it. It was beautiful, standing tall and majestic... she was eager to explore the place. The princess turned back to Kiwi, warmth in her eyes. "I won't let you down. I can start searching for recruits right away," She chirps quietly. 
likewise!!! We will have to have another!!!!

Kiwi was not a warm individual, nor a particularly friendly one.  She had edges prickly as the porcupine that had at one time stabbed her face, but Enkhtuya was treated to a full and genuine smile when she stated those final words.

I'm sure you won't.  Welcome to Skairipa.  It was a name that she'd settled on ages ago, but testing it now again, it still felt right.  Death from above.  She would not attempt to fight those who did not wish to fight her, but she wanted her enemies to fear what she had built.  Not as they feared Drageda.  Even moreso.

Depending on what she wished, Kiwi would either show her to the peak or part ways.  They could meet up again in the near future to share progress on recruits, and Kiwi would begin formulating just how she wanted this pack to be built.  She had ideas she would soon make reality.