Nova Peak they want the drip, they want the glow

wolves near the tangle.
the twisting place was not a hunting ground for sapphique. running backward, it opened into a pleasant clearing punctuated by fresh water, and it was this direction that chani took.
she had found the tracks by accident, hunting the mountain on a mission for her mother and new siblings, she had only explored them briefly and then gone home.
but now she was back, slithering out of the tangle and emerging soon after into the coldlands of a mountain. 
wolves. two? they crossed with tracks of the rise. that scent she did know, but chani didn't understand the story. she moved to and fro freely, hyperfocused on trying to figure out how long the others had been around, driven mostly by pure curiosity.