Dragoncrest Cliffs i woulda coulda used to be the shit

few days pre-war

The tension crackled over the eastern coast like lightning, all over. The storm, still taking its time to pass by, certainly didn't help. Verx weaved through the redwoods, looking for @Kasatka. He wondered how the girl was settling in, but more importantly, there was no better time to start to teach the little marshmallow how to fight. She was dead meat if it came to war with the sound wolves.

The brute poked around, following traces of her scent here and there, but kept coming up empty. Damn it, where was she? With his luck, she'd be up in a fucking tree or something. He wasn't climbing jack shit today, not even for a chance to spar.