Emberflame Ridge secret song

This realm was filled with signs of life, which was good for Marius. He had spent too long roaming the wilderness, the wasteland, and the barren spaces as he sought something warm and inviting for himself; sure, there had been a few strays who had kept his attention for a few nights every so often, but he wanted something more tangible than that - and more suitable to his bloodline, above the mutt-of-the-week.

Climbing from the taiga towards the mountains, up and across an angular route that would have placed him squarely upon the ridge, Marius found himself surrounded by the red-toned trees. He did not yet know that someone lingered nearby; the wind was not in his favor just yet.

She would have seen him coming, too.