Razorback Ridge nine names

Despite a vicious, deep-seated unease, she descended the mountain with purpose once again. Between all things, from missing faces to those preparing to go, she was not unaware of the happenings to this direction. But, the fine details were lacking... and maybe in knowing more, she might find answers. 

What she had realized over a smattering of weeks was a new presence, and while this was not unexpected, to see them remain was perhaps an unseen twist. It was something to discuss with her remaining outriders soon. Since the flatlands were vast and not nearly as important to her as the Vale and other neighboring territories, it was still worth looking into.. especially with the hazy hope that she might find out more about Tytonidae's absence as well.

Amekaze finally felt inspired enough to investigate a little closer for herself. The wolves of the flatlands had yet to come to her, which was good, but her curiosity was a welcome distraction to play with on this balmy afternoon.

She bathed in a small creek on the backside of the Spire, then set out for a trek across the Ridge. This path required a bit of finesse, but she adapted readily and eventually fell into stride through the jagged landscape. The afternoon sun climbed high overhead and heavy clouds just beginning to gather to the west hinted at the possibility of rain later, so she knew to keep moving if she wished to cover any ground (and to keep an eye on the skies for further developments). For now, she listened, and worked on a path that slowly brought her closer to the flatlands.