Wapun Meadow When the last tree's fallen; The animal can't hide

           

@Nigaq not sure of the outcome of your previous thread at Stone Circle, whether she stayed in EH or carried on. Regardless I think this is vague enough and a good distance from the territory as not to interfere with any timelines. let me know if that is not the case.

Tag's for reference, but feel free to jump in if you want/have time Jaclyn :)

 

The snow had fallen quick and heavy during the previous day, piling higher and higher as the clouds roamed the sky and were eventually vanquished by the wind. The weather had made hunting difficult, and even the returning herds hadn't been able to completely cure the empty stomachs of the pack. Siarut doubted any would feel entirely satisfied until the snow had melted away and the smaller game rose from their frozen slumber.

This was not a knew experience for the arctic prince as his story stemmed from the bitter colds of the northern tundra. On the contrary Siarut was very much at home here in the middle of the frozen meadow surrounded by snow, head lifted toward the sky as more continued to fall. His sterling white pelt melted against the white canvas of the open field.

He had left early in the morning, nosing @Nanook before venturing from their den. He had started with a simple border patrol, before a strange scent had carried him away from the territory. Leading him here, in the middle of Weapon Meadow.
 
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