Permafrost Hollows with charm and flair

from the (bracken) forest kandros ventures south, navigating towards the peak that pokes out of a massive ice sheet reminiscent of some massive and celestial beast's baby tooth. turning navigational eye away from the stars, the moonbeam and midnight colored coywolf uses the shadows and cover of the quiet and still nights as optimal traveling time ...besides the fact that navigating by the stars was much easier when he could see them. the spectre's steps slow as he approaches the dangerous ice stacks with unbridled caution. they appear treacherous but he's never been one to shy away from a challenge. the yawning mouth of a cave catches his attention as he makes his way around the hollow's western side of the base and intent on exploring the secrets these teekon wilds have to offer he slips inside the cave mouth on a spontaneous whim and ventures into the abysmal darkness, pale gaze adjusting to the lightless cave as best it could. still, kandros presses his shoulder against the rough rock wall and uses it as a guide in lieu of sight.