Silvertip Mountain peaceable

of courseee <3

Gently the female lowered herself onto her haunches, splaying out her back right leg so that it rested comfortably against the cool earth. The bite wound was slowly beginning to stitch itself up, but it left a gnawed appearance to her lower hock. Turning her gaze away, she jumped a little inside when a bark rang out from the surrounding woods.

The figure emerging from the trees was a rather scarred individual, with a light beige and gray pelt with cream undersides. It was a common color save for his unusual green eyes that seemed to glow with an unseen light.

The male had his gaze trained first on her, and then to the looming presence of the mountain on the near horizon. Ivev noted his same sort of enrapture with Silvertip as she did, and glanced back towards the right. In the cool, late afternoon sun the face of the mountain was a hazy blue, darkened with it's vertical ridges and large crevices. The peak was thoroughly entrenched with snow. From where the light was positioned, the wolves were able to see the face of the mountain that looked back at them, but towards the right of Silvertip the lands were submerged in a dark, pastel blue.

"How do you think shadows have come about?" she questioningly mused aloud, wrapped up in the thought. For her entire lifetime Ivev had seen, experienced, and even created shadows, but it was only now, peering at the valley below, that there was always a dark spot against the day.