Duskfire Glacier twin lions

Danica had been exploring, and as she did, her steps took her closer and closer to the glacier each day. As she did, she looked suspiciously up at its frosted apex, wondering. So far her searches for their interloping felines had been decidedly unfruitful, and not normally one to obsess, the warrior felt the frustration building. The damn things were taunting her, she just knew it. No one beat her like that... She'd outsmart them eventually. And her current belief was that, since she could not find them , it made sense that they had made their home on the icy slopes, for as far as she knew none of the pack had explored them yet.

She wasn't stupid, though, and enjoyed her unbroken status right now. She'd had enough injury for a while. Thus, rather than rushing up it, she was currently assessing the thing, trying to determine how easy it would be to make it around on it. Probably not very. She was relatively sturdy and sure of foot, but didn't have much experience with ice.

Hearing movement in the trees nearby, Danica's ears twisted and she let out a low growl of warning. It sounded too large to be one of the cats, but she couldn't catch a scent . Oh how she hoped it was though.