December 01, 2020, 02:14 PM
(This post was last modified: December 03, 2020, 08:04 PM by Tehama.)
It was winter in truth, now. The sky was grey, covered almost entirely with high, flat slate-hued clouds. A bitter wind was blowing from the northwest, buffetting Tehama's small form as she climbed about the middle reaches of Moonspear, its peak cloaked in a fine, frigid fog. Only the gradual darkening of the world around her gave any indication of the time of day; she supposed nightfall was an hour or two away. Then the mountain would dip well below freezing. If she didn't find shelter in a hurry, she'd be in for a miserable and sleepless night.
The woman's petite frame had been softened by good eating for several moons now, and the changing seasons had prompted her coat to thicken and lighten by several shades. This was a mercy, too, for it had been some time since she'd experienced a mountainside winter, and already the cold season at Thousand Rivers seemed like easy mode by comparison. Still, she was a creature born to crags and cliffs and ridges and rocks, and Tehama had no intention of sticking to Moonspear's foothills just because life was tougher at altitude. She meant to ensconce herself in the security the peak offered, and enjoy its stunning vistas at sunrise, and how very close she was to the stars at night.
As Te neared the edge of the treeline, there was less and less shelter from the elements and she was grateful for the warmth of her pelt. Tucked against a near-vertical rock face, a smattering of hardy bushes and shrubs clung close to the ground, and a copse of trees huddled against the cliffside as if for protection. The woman padded in that direction, pressing her nose to the ground every few paces, searching for any sign that this area was already occupied. She was more mindful of this, ever since her run-in with porcupines had consequences that Sialuk had so skillfully mended. Mist dancing around her, the female kept her tail tucked around her haunches for warmth, but still smiled faintly, pleased that she was house hunting in her most desired neighborhood, even if the current weather was less than pleasant.
The woman's petite frame had been softened by good eating for several moons now, and the changing seasons had prompted her coat to thicken and lighten by several shades. This was a mercy, too, for it had been some time since she'd experienced a mountainside winter, and already the cold season at Thousand Rivers seemed like easy mode by comparison. Still, she was a creature born to crags and cliffs and ridges and rocks, and Tehama had no intention of sticking to Moonspear's foothills just because life was tougher at altitude. She meant to ensconce herself in the security the peak offered, and enjoy its stunning vistas at sunrise, and how very close she was to the stars at night.
As Te neared the edge of the treeline, there was less and less shelter from the elements and she was grateful for the warmth of her pelt. Tucked against a near-vertical rock face, a smattering of hardy bushes and shrubs clung close to the ground, and a copse of trees huddled against the cliffside as if for protection. The woman padded in that direction, pressing her nose to the ground every few paces, searching for any sign that this area was already occupied. She was more mindful of this, ever since her run-in with porcupines had consequences that Sialuk had so skillfully mended. Mist dancing around her, the female kept her tail tucked around her haunches for warmth, but still smiled faintly, pleased that she was house hunting in her most desired neighborhood, even if the current weather was less than pleasant.
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house hunting - by Tehama - December 01, 2020, 02:14 PM
RE: house hunting - by Ciri - December 08, 2020, 05:13 AM
RE: house hunting - by Tehama - December 10, 2020, 08:25 PM