Great Bear Wilderness under construction from conception to death

ying's scent trailed the fen, a new note to it.

arcturus' ears pulled forward, following the meandering path until it at last deposited him at the foot of a creek.

presumably, ying somewhere nearby -- arcturus' lamplight gaze roved the scene, his features blanching as a blooded spectre lurched across the shadowed creek. a chill raked his gut as he became fully cognizant of what was missing -- it was gruesome and horrid, and set the fur along his nape upright.

a deep peal sounded in the mountaineer, tumbling from him in a voice he had never heard before (nor knew he had). a possessiveness for ying bed with his senses, sending them to ruin. all he knew in this second was that she was here, and he a threat.