it keeps getting stronger

ooc: all welcome, set at The Tangle

ic: Pantaleimon preferred to stay close to the shores. She had travelled inland for some time before reaching the Sound, and now she liked to stay near it. Today, however, she travelled to a nearby territory that had caught Pantaleimon's interest. She had watched the crooked, spooky trees that loomed over the rocky pitfall territory for some time before approaching. Pantaleimon waited at its edge, looking over the field with white ears perked forth and dull, silver eyes staring out over the territory.

Pantaleimon knew there had been a fight between Ankyra Sound and a nearby pack, where one of their own had perished, and so Pantaleimon did not think it wise to enter a place where one needed to sure footing, lest she be surprised by one of the Sound's enemies. Instead, Pantaleimon sat at the end, head and neck bent in natural subordinance while she sat and stared out across the fields, admiring the view and wondering if inland knew treasure like the ocean did, that would look good on her fur.