Sequoia Coast DISCOVER · Jawbone Hill

shizam, waddup

In the wintertime, Hawkeye hated her coat. Whether it was day or night, her fur was a stark contrast against the white blanket that covered the ground. The beach did not give her this weight, so she trekked onward. She had howled at the borders with no response, and vaguely wondered about the "pact" the two groups of wolves had. She should really speak to Akhlut.

Climbing up the hill she decided on exploring, she looked upward and noticed an unmistakable white and blue-grey pelt moving under the bright clouds (squinting at the brilliant light). "Hey!" she called up at her friend, trying to move faster but straining with her heavy weight. She was definitely not built for climbing.

table by houkie