Nova Peak It's like an apple of temptation

He didn't follow her up the mountain trail, exactly. It was also true that he didn't change direction when he encountered her pawprints fresh on the path.
The night had long been a time he preferred being active. Though Taikon had tried to break out of this habit since his arrival at Nova Peak, his endeavours had been unsuccessful. Sagtannet was not a pack that enjoyed policing its pack members, however, and so he now lacked the motivation to change.
Things were tense with the coming of winter coupled with the anger Wylla had stirred against the Rusalkans. It was on the mountain peaks that he, like Takiyok, hoped to find solace. His thoughts buzzed despite his air of calm. He wondered about the places he had once roamed. He thought of Lunaria, and hoped that she was getting on all right on her own. He wondered if the Saints were still causing havoc in the Sunspires and surrounding areas. Taikon's heart longed to roam, but he wanted to be more settled before he began wandering far from home.
Takiyok was alone on her ledge. Her coat seamed to glow in the chill air. His steps were loud in comparison to her quiet. He wandered over to give a quick and pleasant nuzzle, casually sitting by her. He left space between them. Can't sleep? He assumed she couldn't because he couldn't, but was sure there were different reasons why.