Mount Everfall do not go gentle into that good night

Silaluk began her descent. Her eyes analyzed the precarious way down, and she lurked at a dangerous precipice. And she found her path. None of the many she had seen were easy, but to her it would not be a challenge. She was uncertain if the other would follow, though this was neither here nor there to her. She did not know the girls story, and she did not care to. The past, with many, was a tangled web. Tartok enabled many to tear clear of it and become better, stronger. Many wolves learned of their untapped potential when Tartok had them push past their own, self-made boundaries. Whether or not the girl began a new chapter this hour was largely in her own paws. 

Silaluk followed the bloodtrail, and the echoes the body had left in its wake. It had fallen a long way, and fortunately for the creature it had died long before its final stop. Were it alive, it wouldn't have made a difference. Silaluk called to her wolves, @Aklark and @Anuniaq as well as @Tugar—they would all eat this day. She tore into the fallen thing, its flesh and blood delightfully warm.

You guys can hop in this thread after a couple of more rounds between Mary and I if you guys would like!

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