Starglow Basin western sky

the air was crisp near the basin's edge, a faint chill brushing against saya’s fine fur as she moved with purpose. the outer rim stretched vast and open, a space she had grown familiar with during her restless wanderings. her golden gaze caught a glimmer of white against the earthy backdrop—a wolf, striking and pale, her silhouette framed by the distant peaks.

@Leto.

a smile flickered at the corners of saya’s mouth as she quickened her pace into a smooth trot. she moved gracefully, her slim frame weaving effortlessly through the uneven terrain. when she drew closer, she lifted her head in a gesture of greeting, her sharp gaze lingering on the woman’s snowy form.

leto, she called out, her tone light but curious. where have you been?