Kintla Flatlands cause all you need to change the world

pinging @Everest !

though rusalka is loathe to leave his wife's side in the thick of her season, he does it to patrol the neutral territories that bordered the plateau, feeling that rapidly sinking anchor of territoriality dragging him deeper. it is worse, he has come to learn, during solveig's season, pregnancy and when the cubs were young. from these early signs, this year does not appear to be different for rusalka.

sharp golden gaze surveys the land keenly, nostrils flaring to take in smells.

there is nothing lingers that catches his attention. stray wanderers, the scents of the herds migrating.

it is enough to soothe the worst of the awakening beast within the sea king and he reclines upon his haunches, contented to stare at the warming horizon for a few minutes.