Nova Peak ❇ Tavu

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Her acceptance to Winsook was a treasured gift. One she hoped to honor during her stay. It was not uncommon to encounter the blackbird girl exploring the vast territory of the mountain. Her silhouette could be spotted along the stone cliff-faces on some days, and her shadow could be found weaving through the evergreens on others.

This day, Raven's Call was following the scent of another. The mountain's scent clung to the wolf she had be trailing, intertwined with sweetgrass and sage.

The pale form of scent's owner soon came to view. Weaving amidst the stone outcrops and threading her paws through the ridges. An herbal scent bled into the air.

Raven's Call watched the ivory woman. Head tilted as she listened to her hum. It was not a tune Raven recognized.

Pebbles crunched beneath her paws as she set upon the ridge to approach the ivory woman. Raven offered the woman a low woof and a wag of her tail.

Hello there.