Honeyed Pasture breathe in the fumes

She's in the area so I figured why not :D

A scent on the wind had led her north and west, angling to perhaps bypass the mountain that loomed so close now. It was not her home, however, and so she ignored the land's feature, happy to walk on flatter ground rather than waste energy scaling something when she had no idea of its size. It would have been foolish as well, as darkness enveloped the spire, leaving it to be no more than a shadowed void that blotted out a triangle of the sky.

Closer she drew and the scent grew strong and familiar. The Ocean. Her tail waved behind her at the recognition, quickening her pace as she sought the vast waters that she believed could have swallowed this whole land. It had always fascinated her when she had the chance to see it, though she had yet to take in the sight at night. Keres wondered if it would look as deep and dark as she thought it would.

Another scent, wolf this time, and the silver Ostrega angled her path once more, moving in search of whoever else was out here. She'd rather know, than not know, never having been one to like surprises. The woman came across him soon enough, laying in the moonlight and looking off into the distance. Pretty, isn't it? Keres asked in lieu of a more formal greeting. Out here, in lands unclaimed, there were no rules to be observed, no manners to be upheld. They were just two strangers, plain and simple.