Silvertip Mountain dark clouds

i'm alright with moving the date on this to the present, since it has kind of sat lonely for a minute and all

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A great cathedral of stone stood tall before her, its spire reaching for the clouds and its slopes looking imposing as ever -- as any mountain should. She had loitered first in the hot springs, warming her chilly bones, then worked her way here under the afternoon's cloudy skies. Now, the fledgling sage peered skyward with a critical squint of her green eyes.

She proceeded with caution yet no real boundaries rose to greet her as she went north then eventually began to loop back towards the south, but this time even closer to the mountain. There were wolf scents, some less prevalent than others, but no markings told her to keep out despite knowing that had pack had once claimed this mountain. She wrinkled her muzzle and continued to loiter near the mountain's foot. There was a forest not far from here, too, one that looked deep and impressive and was only a stone's throw from her present location.

Amekaze was reminded of home somewhat, but these places lacked the same majesty in her eyes. She continued on, skirting just along the mountain's base, following it roughly to the southwest.