Pushing Forward

RIP Tzila · March 25, 2021, 03:55 PM

OOC: For any Duskfire Glacier wolves! <3

With Spring having officially arrived, Tzila could not help but shake the feeling of unease that settled deep in the pit of her stomach. She was a female in her prime, having lived through three full years. She knew quite well what this time of year meant. Already, she could feel her skin beginning to prickle under her still thick, dark fur. With a clench of her jaw, she tried to ignore the emerging signs from her body. Thankfully, her heat was not upon her quite yet. Which was just as well.

She still had more exploring to do in and around Duskfire Glacier. To forge stronger relationships with her packmates to be. To scout out potential recruits to bolster their numbers. Plenty to keep her busy and her mind well off the upcoming season she dreaded so. Today, her duty was centered on scoping out an ideal rendezvous site for the pack. A meeting place, where all could come gather, whether it be to frolic and relax, or to conduct important meetings, focused on more serious matters. Most packs had one and with her intent on seeing this pack sound in structure, she wanted to make sure they would not be lacking in a key element.

Arriving at the Greyfall Caverns, in her mouth she clutched the body of a red fox, newly dressed in his Spring coat. The vermin had been foolish to sneak into their territory, trying to scavenge out of their caches. The dark woman would not tolerate trespassers of any kind, be they wolves or otherwise. In the slaughter of the red furred vulpine, she had symbolically made a declaration. The wolves of Duskfire Glacier were not to be trifled with, especially her in particular. She was a proven warrior, having stood toe to toe with kin and foreign enemies alike.
Slipping inside the caverns while letting the sound of trickling water fill her ears in its melody, upturned silver eyes skimmed the interior while she placed the body down on a prominent stone slab. Recalling the time spent with Imaq skinning and butchering the ram, she settled down to do the same. Delicately beginning to peel at the undamaged pelt of the fox, to preserve it for later use.