The Sunspire go straight at the sun

i wanted to make this post right but it still came out poopooey D8

Warbone had scoured the vale with indefinite intent, stopping only when he had become satisfied with the absence of any recent predatory markings— canine or otherwise. The amount of prey he crossed was almost superfluous, but his mind did not carry itself for the hunt, nor to any activity that might've distracted him from an obsessive vetting of the place, so he went hungry without noticing. His chest thrumming to tightly to feel his gullet pang, and his imperial whims too exacerbated to care nevertheless.

Framed by a misted sun and frosted clouds, his eye turned on the majesty that was the Sunspire; the tallest palisade in this range— the vale's pièce de résistance— and he set his heavy body into a cocksure pace, ambling towards it with the intention of unearthing what treasures and hazards it had to hide.

He was not prone to see beauty in his surroundings, having only ever admired the willows of the Keep, but Warbone could find more than one visual aspect of the jutting rocks and snow-capped peaks thatm might've been quite breath-taking to someone else. He could still find no favor for the nature of mountains. The air was not nearly as filling, the ground presented no give to his stagnant weight, and a near constant slice of cold wind struck him in unfriendly swells; things that would certainly worsen the later in the season it became.

Movement caused the bister male to turn his head by a considerate margin, and he found himself watching a pale druid drifting soundlessly along, seemingly billowed by an unseen force that bid him towards the heart of the mountain. Warbone did not remember his brief encounter with this male before, but his reaction was inexplicably much the same. There was a tightening, a budding heat, and because he could not identify the source of the feeling or what it might turn in to (as it wasn't immediate rage, which he recognized most easily), he angled his body and picked up a trot in the stranger's direction, wanting to find out.