Porcupine Ridge all you have is your fire

Y U DO DIS

stigmata's mood for scouting had dissipated with the feeling of contentment he had found among his chosen companions, but his task to secure a claim for diaspora went unfinished. he ventured to the ridge of porcupines, a place that had so far done him no wrong and now reminded him fondly of finch. it was with this hope for a continued good fortune that he had in mind when he spotted a lupine figure in the snowfall ahead.

the ironstar approached, silver eyes flashing as more of her features became illuminated over the distance. she appeared ghostly bleached to the color of moonbows, and her eyes stuck out in the snowdark like magicked lanterns. the hound kept his distance, though looked to be noticed by her, curious of the she-wolf's status.