Bitterroot Valley ✢ I can't find one good reason for leavin' here alone

making some assumptions (let me know if not okay), post pack hunt, backdated so any current threads posts in moonglow will be present-dated.

moose-blood, pine sap, trampled snow— all woven together in the cold air as sega walked at @Angel Oak’s side, their pelts brushing now and then like sparks meeting tinder. dawn light sifted through the bare branches, catching the curve of her cheek, the knots of dried blood still clinging to his own shoulder fur from the hunt. he felt the pleasant heaviness of a full belly, the pride of a strong pack, and the quiet, familiar ache of wanting her close.

they crested a rise overlooking the heart of great sky. sega lifted his head, breath pluming white.

hn, a soft rumble to angel, warm, conspiratorial. we call now.

his voice rose then— a deep, rolling howl that carried through the valley, steady and summoning. one calling for hunters. for kin. for purpose.

a note for callahan ( @Barrett ) , his lowest register— the voice of a leader seeking his right-hand.

a rising sweep for @Elowyn, gentler, beckoning like a hearthfire calling someone home.

the echoes faded into the timberline. sega’s tail brushed angel’s hock as he lowered his muzzle again, something nearly fond gleaming in his gold eyes.

let angel post first:)