Fox's Glade in the way you're walking,

husband @Dolce <3

lyrics taken from real love baby · father john misty

tags for reference! ;D · dated to dec 31/jan 1

snowwoman found herself wandering from the valley, following scents and keeping pale eyes peeled as to prevent the approach of strangers finding themselves too close to the valley. regina @Ameline and rex @Ancelin had qimmiralaat of their own, she had learnt, and so, as if prompted by some maternal instinct, she felt her alertness heighten, keeping her steps light, and her ears pointed. watching, listening. the huntress.

but that did not stop the woman from being her typical, songbird self. although she prioritised steal, she let a soft murmur spill from her dark lips, melodic in nature, as she oh so typically was. her tail swayed gently behind her, for it was a love song that the bard whispered upon her scarlet tongue: uummativut isumaqsuqput, came the words.

taimali uqautilaunnga, qanuq piunngilaq ikpigijait? nanuralaaq moved north through the glade, scanning the grasses and the trees that she moved past. pausing every now and then to test the scents, almost invisible within the carpet of snow that lay upon the ground. nunaraquvunga, ivvit qupirruarjuuvutit, quiet. careful.

the rest would come as a hum as she traversed, tilting her head and swaying the hips with the melody that drifted from her throat. the last words to leave her lips would come in common tongue: i want real love baby, don't leave me waiting, tail swaying with the beat of the song. a rustle from up ahead would cause her to silence. alert.

was that a familiar scent on the winds...?