Porcupine Ridge the wind lays heavy

As she peered with her upturned muzzle, the male made no move to leave his post, and with paws comfortably draped over the rock, she saw no reason to. The tundra born was merely passing through, having taken high country to avoid any semblance of packs below. There were some benefits- the air was considerably cooler and gusty. Ivev liked those sort of temperatures.

She heeded his words with a swish of her furry white banner. Ivev was content to find what she needed on her own, braving out the rocky slopes and ledges to seek out those hidden pools and crevices.

Then I hope you don't mind if I traipse about unescorted, Ivev responded with a half-twisted grin. I'm looking for some water.