Mount Apikuni After the night when I wake up

tension lingered in the wide gap between them. astara watched the northerner distrustfully, eyes hard as he lifted his muzzle and drank of the bitterly cold air.

no doubt extracting from the rich scents that swirled around them her health, her station, and her allegiance to the wolves in the wildwood behind them.

astara would not have being approached so brazenly by so hale a wolf. she mistrusted his presence immediately. he was lean but too well-kept to be alone.

as one paw raised, astara's tail raised in equal measure -- and when that step was taken towards her a rippling snarl thundered her muzzle like a peal of thunder. come no closer.