The Sunspire learn what it means to live

The stranger seemed just as interested in him as he was her – the brightness of her gaze was captivating as her eyes swept across his form, and the male felt his shoulders roll back as he straightened, hoping to look more impressive than he felt at that very moment under the scrutinizing gaze of a female. His charcoal tipped ears rounded forward at her words, his brows lifting slightly to her words. Well, not yet, anyway. The conviction of this statement was impressive, and Scimitar felt an easy grin slide into place upon his broad features as he moved forward a pace or two to close some distance between them.


He did not question her desire to call this place home – he could see why. The slopes of the mountain offered the view of the impressive valley below, his eyes sweeping over the myriad of tree tops that could be seen from here. The air was exhilarating – crisp, fresh. The Frostfur could only imagine what it would be like to wake to such views each day – a welcoming sight to begin any moment of life.


He offered an easy nod to her words, his gaze shifting back to regard her. His own stance remained relaxed, and his tail in turn gave a gentle sweep through the air to reveal his calm demeanor. “Scimitar Frostfur. Pleasure to meet you…?” He trailed off, the aloofness of his nature only stirred by his thirst for socialization. The life of a lone wolf was not ideal.