Redtail Rise having dinner with the candelight

Their group was an odd bunch; not quite a pack but nor did Yuralria feel alone either. Sobeille's company in particular was grounding when Sivaak's teachings became hard, but often too did the girl seek time alone to collect her thoughts.

Muscles rippled beneath winterplush fur as she climbed a gentle rise, pausing at the precipice to catch her breath. The month had seen her transform from a child to a young hunter; the changes in the caribou woman alighting a curiosity that was difficult to satiate. Would Sivaak seek a man? Did she wish to bare children? Yuralria was keen to see the process from start to finish.

But first, the ocean. She had longed to see it, and here she finally was - it's glittering expanse stretched beyond what her eyes could capture. Somewhere down there did Sedna's claws catch souls adrift and return them to her watery domain. The thought had her shiver, and not from the cold, as a crunch of snow caught her attention.

"Sobeille!" a chuffed greeting drew her from her gentle musings, head tilting behind to catch the auburn girl's approach.