Big Salmon Lake frost on her pillow

@finley

supa vague about his visit to the other packs...


upon his return to the plateau, lasher slept for a night and a day, and reemerged from the den for sport with his sons and daughter. blue willow understood his pressing need to wander, and he kissed her with great passion before setting off once more into a trek that led him, unsurprisingly, in the vague direction of the caldera.

he had the freshest and most gentle memories of this place; lying in peregrine's embrace had rejuvenated him, revitalized his spirit. and so he stopped upon the apex of the glittering lake, wherein spawned the great pink salmon, and he waded into its shallows with a gentle sigh, his mind travelling inexplicably to the mysterious shar-kali.