Sequoia Coast firewater to the belly

The female settled to the ground, her body nestled into the crook a massive tree whose branches were impossibly tall above her head, so much that Ivev would have to balance on her back legs to catch a glimpse at the pinnacle of the cedar.

Echelon had predicted the storm would make landfall to their north, but it's arms would sweep over their location and douse them with rain.
“Do you know anything about the weather here?” her accompanist asked, and Ivev lifted her blue pools in response.

I've been observing it to the best of my ability, but I'm not familiar with it, she responded. Just like anywhere, it snows in the winter, the thunder comes in the summer.. the leaves change in the fall. A gust of wind raked its fingers over the forest floor. It reminded her of the constant breeze on the tundra, with winds that varied in force.

It has been cool this summer. I think the snows will come early.

The onyx female seemed to be drawn to the storm, her eyes dancing yellow with the flashes. Ivev couldn't help but to study her closer, noticing the strange white underhairs that peeked out from under her black coat. If this predator was a native to Teekon, she would most likely be in a pack and not running alongside the ragged Tartok kind
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This is not your homeland, is it? Ivev mused, sitting up.