Noctisardor Bypass arrival

@Morwenna @Faliya

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they arrive at dawn.

there is a silver sheen in the air, fog lowering into the stretching valley. he leads his wife's daughter over the rocky crops of the bypass and down beneath into the snow-packed trails.

they pass by a deep grotto, and blackfell turns to glimpse back at the girl. the thick fog of his breath is visible in a hefty plume when he exhales; a tense sigh upon his nose and agape, black lips.

faust has been through, his scent thick on the wind. as is morwenna's. but there are several other interlopers, to which he can't help but to furrow his nose up in disdain. gods, he loathed strangers.

the devoted husband pauses upon a wide column of rock outcrop and looks down into the bypass, squinting against the beginnings of blinding sun peeking through thick clouds of winter. the brute gives his thick coat a shake and then calls into the heart of the territory for his mate, a note upon his tongue that speaks of urgency.

she would know.