Snowforest Taiga ξ

vague timeline and placement! <3

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skorpa's bearskin had never held a lovelier scent.

fourteen torn strips of caribou hide were curled between a pair of otter bellies, one holding teaberry and the other @Ayovi's requested moss. to this he had added fresh-killed pika and strawberries still tart with the sun's new taste.

all wrapped in his bearskin, he had at last descended their starlit peak in search of his heal-roam wife. by Odin's sight, he would tear the saatsine apart himself if any harm had befallen avoyi in his reluctant absence.

worry enlivened him. he let out his voice not quite in a carrying howl, but a call all the same, for her ears which hopefully were close as moon rose over caribou-studded taiga.

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