Big Salmon Lake guilty 'cause i should be home, damn procrastination

our trades line up :P

The line was proficient enough that Ivev's movements had slowed to a crawl as she picked her way across the dried landscape. She would occasionally stop to watch one of the few birds that still lived in winter's grasp, such as the spur that flitted solely across the clouded sky. She pursed her lips. Those animals moved with such grace... how did it come to be that birds grew wings and wolves did not? Ivev saw their ability to fly as an advantage to those who stayed to the ground. Especially since she was confined to a new area and knew little about what grew around here. A bird's eye view would help.

The Spine's gates towered behind her as Ivev made way in early morning, her breath foggy in the quiet air. With this season the young dreamer had plenty of time to herself to mull her future over whilst caring for the injuries she sustained in late autumn. Thank the beings that she was able to reach Ouroborus with only a chunk missing from her right hind-leg. The ivory female suspected she would move with a permanent limp, but if she could prove herself useful to her new pack, then she would hope they could overlook it. And being useful meant being productive.

The lake was in plain sight as Ivev bumbled out of the pinewood, her stocky appearance blending in with the overall icy atmosphere. Stopping, she debated if there was anything of worth still growing along the water's edge, or if it wasn't worth the risk picking her way down some of the boulders strewn about. With a sweeping gaze, the female stopped short. Someone was out there... her nose confirmed it. A little leery, Ivev made no move. Perhaps it was just a passerby- the arcticborn had little idea of what packs lay around her new home.