Boartusk Heights for the findings,
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The biting air of Boartusk Heights carried with it the faint scent of pine and distant prey. Qvasir's steps were deliberate, his paws crunching against the frostbitten terrain as he weaved through the rugged landscape. The sharp, jutting rocks and frost-covered undergrowth gave the heights a sense of foreboding, yet he moved with purpose, his amber eyes scanning the horizon.

The fox-colored woman had lingered in his thoughts. @Paloma. Her presence was fleeting, like a wisp of smoke, yet it carried weight, enough to pull him from his usual wandering and into the craggy expanse of these lands. The search wasn’t born purely from curiosity—there was something in her demeanor that intrigued him, something he had yet to place.

The wind tugged at his coat, carrying whispers of a female scent scent, faint but present. He stopped briefly, lifting his head to taste the air. Yes, she was near.
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Messages In This Thread
for the findings, - by Qvasir - Yesterday, 02:01 PM
RE: for the findings, - by Paloma - Yesterday, 04:13 PM
RE: for the findings, - by Qvasir - Yesterday, 04:30 PM
RE: for the findings, - by Paloma - Yesterday, 07:18 PM