Despite the chilly drizzle, she struck out into the open of the Vale with a forward, rolling lope. As the mountain's slope flattened, she steadily gained speed across the shadowed sanctuary; it had been a while since she had come this way, so the opportunity was fit for the taking.
Yet she wouldn't travel far from the Spire. She couldn't, really, as the solo leader. Even being away for a handful of hours felt.. innately wrong. It was something that she was handling carefully, and it was not always easy. She was loathe to admit the anxiousness she felt at times. Hopefully, soon, Jace would be willing for the position again, or someone else may rise to the expectations of filling a role such as that one. Truthfully, she mainly wanted Jace back to it, but.. what if he never wanted it again? Ame felt herself grimace.
So that was why she didn't want to go far. But also why she wished to get away, to stretch her legs, and not be wholly surrounded by the same mountain at all times (although its shadow still loomed prominently, even here). She could use to do some external scouting -- especially since a few of her members had gone scarce recently without cause. Maybe they'd left a trail. Or, by the off chance, she may find trace of the cougar they loathed. If nothing else.. tracking prey was always a valid option.
Once she was deep into the Vale and alongside the centerpiece creek, she slowed up to survey the area and all it may offer her.
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i want to bleed in the 「r a i n」
Harrey paused now, sniffing the damp air, he smelled a scent, a female coming from a pack. This was his chance to get information! Following her scent trail, he trotted calmly and silently through the Vale and soon spotted a dark form. She had dense black fur, deep colored, not unlike one of his inky furred pirate companions he'd met through his journey. However, his former companion's fur was constantly unkempt, drenched in water (sea water if he could find it), seaweed stuck in his fur.
"Hello," he offered a greeting.
She didn't mind the rain too much. Liked it, almost, along with the heavy misty fog that followed. The wetness was fine, and spiked her fur into little blades of black, but it was the chill that followed she found troublesome. No wonder she preferred the warmth of the late spring and summertime. Without the cold, this might have been near her ideal.
Over the scent of the rain and the moist landscape, she did detect another. Winds weren't well in her favor and she soon found his approach coming from behind. Her motion gradually slowed, and her head turned to regard him -- a tall white-furred wolf. His look spoke of agility so it was no surprise that she had not heard him until he was drawing in close. But at least he did not smell of a pack.
Greetings,
she returned to him, neutral, but confident in her expression and carriage here. Although the Northstar Vale was no claim of hers, she knew the landscape rather well. Considering its close proximity to her mountainside, it was hard to not be vaguely possessive at least a little bit as well. So, she promptly wondered of his business here (like why he tracked her instead of worthwhile prey), and a quiet stare pressed for an explanation of his.
And when it never came, or not within the time-frame he was willing to wait, she rolled her shoulders and continued on away from the foreign presence. It was up to him to pursue or not, she left that ball in his court, as she picked up the trail of small prey, and followed that deeper and deeper into the heart of the Vale. But, she would take care to investigate his trail later to see if he chose to linger in the Vale or not (because there was a chance he was wintering here, or at least very nearby). As if it was her business, but so close to home, it was. With whatever she learned, she would take it all back with her to the mountain later on.
i want to bleed in the 「r a i n」