Blackbeak Bluff tulugaksiyyuk

Part of the travel threads from Moonglow to Duskfire; open to anyone!

As the winds pulsed down the spine of the hill that Kigipigak now cavorted upon he saw the glittering of frost.

It was a cold wind; feeling it bite across his cheekbones was exhilarating, and as he climbed higher he felt the rumble of the earth from the sea far below.

It was like being back home in the north, except that the grass remained green and brown and alive, rather than coated in ice.

Overhead winged a great swath of birds; while usualy they would be disturbed by the appearance of a wolf among them, there were many of them, and Kigipigak had put some distance between himself and those traveling from the village.

They were unafraid, free-wheeling high above him, perhaps to coax him over the edge.