Cassiopeia's View BIG SKY COUNTRY

Please forgive me, I'm still getting back into this writing stuff <3

The darkness was thick and absolute, the depth of the bleak nothingness interrupted by exactly not-a-fuckin’-thing in the moonless night.  Why had the loner had chosen the scale the mountains in the middle of the night rather than in the board expanse of daylight?  'Cause would be the likeliest of responses should he have been questioned, though the reality was slightly more tactical than he would have let on.  Knowing the lay of the land in the purest of lights was something that had been drilled into him by his sire and the males of his pack, understanding the subtitles and intricacies of a place in the first blush of light generally lent to a more in-depth knowledge.  The face of a mountain looked significantly different in the early flush of sunrise than it did in the harsh glare of noon or the lazy glance of gloaming… it was beneficial to know a place in all it’s moods, but the dawn, in his estimation, was the most imperative. 

Be that as it may, it did not make the stumbling, groping climb upward to the summit of the View any easier, or any more enjoyable.  Son of a BITCH!  A snarl rented the air as Kinder found yet another concave burrow, the brute sinking up nearly to his elbow this time.  He grumbled lowly to himself as he attempted to wrest his foot from the frozen ground’s maw, his superheated baritone carrying easily over the still mountain ridge.  Great idea, stumbling around like a blind jackass on a mountain in the dark.  SUPER way to get to know the place, dying in the middle of nowhere, getting to admire the damn crags.

Callisto, ETC!ETC! x Brillz