Nova Peak doomsday party

She offered a name, then sniffed at the air in between them in a clear quest for further information. Cambria blinked, then began searching for a good spot to ascend to her level. It took a moment for him to find a place with any purchase, after which he hoisted himself onto the same outcropping where she stood. He loitered perhaps two yards away.

It was easier to see her up close (relatively speaking), as well as note the difference in size. It wasn’t often he met she-wolves larger than him. Cambria found it slightly intimidating and his muscles remained a little stiff for it. He supposed it wasn’t so much about sex but rather sheer size. She was both taller and heavier, despite her trim figure.

What brings you here, Bracken? he wondered, words floating softly on the gloomy air. Before she could even reply, he mused, You’re not the first wolf I’ve met here, not even the second. I wonder what it is about this place that invites so much foot traffic, and tilted his head as if she might have a theory to share.