The Heartwood inuusik ✾

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a sheet of budding wildflowers enveloped his vision as he rounded the meadows that lead to the ashes of a fallen woodland, his desire to explore the burnt kingdom pushing his paws forward with great haste. last time he'd visited visited the heartwood, rosencrantz had stolen his attention away. this time, it appeared a stranger would do the same.

the sight of ivory and faint scent of deer caused his focus to sway from the ashen forest and instead drift over to the pale wraith draped in the skins of what he assumed had been her last meal. to say the least, he was taken aback. never had he seen such behavior before, though admittedly, he found her foreign taste in drapery to be aesthetically pleasing. and so he stopped where he stood and offered only a few curious blinks in her direction, his attention set upon the gnawed hide atop her shoulders.