Hoshor Plains When I'm like this, you're the one I trust

Looking for @Ariadne if you have time <3

The hunt had begun, and Reverie was overcome with anxiety. She'd stayed with the healers in the Moonglow camp, following whatever instruction Kukutux might have provided and busying herself with introductions and small tasks in the space between. But she couldn't shake her worry.

What if Boone was among those who ended the hunt in Moonglow's camp? Or Mae, or Kyrell? Was it a mistake to have brought them here?

After a time, a woman with a limp not unlike her own caught her eye; close to her own age, too. Reverie drifted over to greet her, faintly recognizing the scents on her coat if not the woman herself. Hello, She said softly. Are you from Moonglow?

Hello, a blonde stranger greeted. Are you from Moonglow?

Ariadne turned towards the woman and shook her head. It is where I was born, but I live in Moonsong now, she answered and motioned in the glacier's direction. It is the newest branch of Moonglow—formed after my sistraa's unexpected passing. It was as much a part of their story as any other factors that contributed to their formation.

I am Ariadne, and Moonsong is my village, she introduced with a wave of her tail.

Always! <3

Moonsong, then. Reverie nodded. I'm sorry for your loss, She said quietly, thinking that the woman must have been very loved for her passing to be on the lips of so many. But it's nice to meet you, Ariadne. I'm Reverie, of Hearthwood. We're in the mountains. A slight gesture accompanied her words, indicating the direction of their claim.

Moonsong is a very pretty name for a pack. What's it like there? She inquired next with a flick of an ear, trying and failing to imagine what sort of territory a pack called Moonsong might reside in. Reverie still wasn't sure where Moonglow itself was located!

Thank you, Reverie. It is nice to meet you, too. Ariadne said; some days were easier than others to accept condolences. She glanced toward the mountains, a place she hadn't explored yet and made a mental note to do so once she could.

She considered the question briefly before speaking. It is always like a winter wonderland—lots of snow and ice! There is good hunting and caves that'll protect us from the elements as the earth grows colder. This was most important, in her opinion. Oh! And there are seals! I think that is cool, too! She laughed heartily at this, thinking of the cute lil things they shared their home with.

What is your Hearthwood like? she asked once her laughter subsided, curious how their respective claims differed.