Barrow Fields the hawk is God’s gunslinger

*saves this* would you mind if we bumped this up to present day?

predictably, the sprawling fields that he trudged through was ...well boring. the most interesting thing about the whole territory was the bizarre mounds that upon closer inspection are nothing all that special and severin is far from intrigued enough to bother to dig at them. he's bored out of his skull but that would require a whole new level of boredom that he has yet to succumb to ...and idly hopes that he never does. instead, he weaves around the mounds wondering how far he'd have to venture until he was free of this godforsaken territory and the illogical pinprickle at the nape of his neck.

it took a lot for him to feel uneasy but there was that lingering feeling of being watched. being new to the wilds severin is ignorant to the whispers of this place — that the mounds might actually be burial mounds and that perhaps the spirits of those buried in the mounds might be at unrest. not that he'd actually believe it even if he did know. he believes in spirits because he has to — a deeply ingrained prerequisite of the life he'd ran away from — not because he would naturally entertain the idea on his own. he's young and scoffing at everything is so much more fun than believing everything he's told.

movement is caught out the corner of severin's eye and his steps falter and halt as head lifts and moonbeam gaze rises to study the other young man across the fields. there is plenty of distance between them — enough that the soot streaked fiend could ( if the pair weren't staring at one another ) just keep on going. severin doesn't keep going, however. this is the first wolf he's come across in the snowy fields and he's rather starved for conversation and company.

severin isn't used to being without company for so long and it's affecting him more than he'd originally thought it would. thus, he lets out a low chuff of greeting, giving the other male the opportunity to either instigate conversation or go on his own way if he wasn't feeling up to conversation.