Big Salmon Lake there's a storm you're starting now

Their sights were set on the peak called Moonspear, but she was still covering ground where she could. Charon and the others could handle it without her for a handful of hours. This region of the Teekon was not her usual stomping grounds, so she deemed it important to understand the area nearby with the new pack's best interest in mind. Plus, she was still making sure all of her arrangements were in place, and this was just another thing to accomplish -- on which she was making sizable strides.

Somewhere along the way, she'd gained company. Funny how as soon as she began to abandon her first mountain, decent luck on recruitment had followed not far behind when there had been nothing for so very long.. what with the mostly-mute Aran first and now Lex. She was feeling good about the future's prospects. Better than she had in a great many moons.

She jogged, closing the distance once he had slowed. "A bad storm," she answered, lowering her snout to sniff thoughtfully, feeling certain the tornado of several weeks back was to blame for this.. somehow. Everything amiss in the landscapes did trace back to that, and this lake had never been like this before. Now it seemed like it had been picked up and scattered around.. if the scent of decaying fish was anything to go by. "It was towards the end of summertime..so it has been a while since it happened." But evidently, the mark left behind scarred deeply. "The lake used to be much bigger." she murmured and stared its way, contemplative.