Shadow Mountain taqqiq ☾

a tremulous emotion overcame the woman and thorn was not so much of a brute to miss it. his ears splayed back in uncertainty, for he could not deny her the sorrow she had earned.

she revealed her people had been ground out of existence by the impassive shifting of rocks -- thorn winced, understanding well the dangers of a stony avalanche. he himself had grown up on the fringes of a mountain's foot, and many times in the night had woken to the grumbling of the mountain above.

he dipped his head in curt sympathy, watching as she gathered the meat once more. he would not take it -- for it was of his opinion she would need it far more than him.

"do you need somewhere to stay?" he ventured, wondering if she was wandering where the wind took her, or if she had an end destination in mind. diaspora would like as not eagerly take her in -- particularly so close to breeding season -- and thorn believed she could be a capable fit if she was willing to try. despite her ailed appearance, he believed there lurked a raw power under those lanky bones -- one he was just only barely perceptive of, like glancing at a frozen over puddle and realizing its depths went far below what the eye could see.