Wapun Meadow Although it's so romantic on the borderline tonight

nanuralaaq was wide-eyed, long-awake and waiting for ameline's suggestion at the bison herd. as silent paws carried her from the valley, she studied their hulking figures, the sheer power that they wrought with every thunderous step, and thought back to the ox that she had been raised to hunt. she thought, now, of home, as she approached those who had gathered thus far. a silent entrance ; a nod given.

the snowwoman hoped they would not be seated for long, looking towards cole and noticing the familiarity of eagerness. her tail tapped beside her, dawn-hued gaze moving towards the regina, awaiting the arrival of others, as well as the queens words.