disappear

Their lack of success in finding the body of Ivitaruk did not dampen her spirits, but lift them. And while there was no sign of the feline she liked to think it had perished. Her ears flit atop her head as she stares into the distance, and only when she feels the gaze of her beta did her attention break. While she was disappointed nothing concrete could be found, that the cinnamon male might still live yet was enough for her to feel strangely content. He might be alive yet. Tonravik hoped that this theory might be proven rather than disproved in the coming days... but they might never know it.

Her eyes fell then to her mate. They had combed through the land for a while, but could not leave their home together for too long given their standing. Especially if there did happen to be a cougar out there. If that thing survived, it surely could scout out their home if it so desired. The woman turned to loop behind her mate and arrive at his side before attempting to nudge him forward, her touch light as she breathed him in. Possessive as she lingered there. The alpha female wished she could know of the status of her comrade, and was reminded of mortality and its unexpected end. Tonravik chuffed to Nanuk and moved toward her in turn, thankful for her assistance and existence. She swept her gaze back to her mate, and gestured to her side. Her hormones were wild within her, despite being in the early days of her pregnancy. Her gaze lingered upon him, firm yet soft as she comprehended her unwillingness to lose them.