Round Two! The worst has yet to come, but it's starting! If you have not posted already, HURRY! Otherwise you WILL be counted as buried D: (but not dead) It's no man for themselves! Help your packmates! @Shiva @Dovev @Anemone @Vega
A calm had fallen on the mountain not long after, but it was with eerie air that it settled. The pines no longer shook with the passing wind, nor did the air shift with the scents of movement within the haven. It was a forced calm, as it waiting with bated breath. But for what inevitably, none could not yet see.
By the time the tan wolf had rolled to her side in slumber, a reverberating crack resounded above the mountains overhead. It was a sharp, sickening sound like the splint of bone between relentless teeth. But there was no sweet marrow or spray of blood to follow… but a cascade of white and rock as it shifted from the great height. She had heard the sound, but her body would not move. The fatigue of days upon days of patrol and training left her both mentally and physically exhausted. Her eyes remained closed even as the white began to fall outside…
From the center of the lands, one could see the change in the white-caps overhead. Bits of ice surrendered to the pull of the earth below beginning first in thin sheets, small clusters along the peaks. Then progressing to sizeable chunks of rock and ice. As it shifted, the mountain continued to groan as it shed its heavy coat under the growing warmth of the spring sun… |