Nova Peak ε

Naive to the predators which lodged in these high elevations, Ayovi remained at bay, eyes watchful. Father’s lambasting bleat on the wind for her ear; that she had lain with a Wide Fang and taken him as her mate. Scorning the lines of her family.
I care for him, her mind reasons.
He tried to attack you. He will do so again, comes Father.
Under the eave of a scenting nose she is soon to be discovered, though her fur melds with glossy white. She springs from the hidden bank to circle her northman, whisking her body along the firmness of his shoulders and flank before loping further inland. Here tall boulders create walls from the winded earth’s edge, and seen through them is a cradle in the stoneface.
“Skorpa,” she whispers, slowing her pace.