i've acquired a taste for silence
The dark of night and the silver light of the moon brought simple peace to the daughter of the Kesuks. Taktuq was a beast of the shaded world, daylight and the shining sun brought her no joy. Large, powerful, she showed every inch of her heritage, and her steps came heavily down upon the terrain. Icy blue eyes scanned the land before her before she dipped her black and white head, bloody jaws quivering as her nose tested the land for scents. The acrid scent of a claim hit her and for a moment her lips curled in a silent snarl before settling back into place, her expression once more falling back to stoic calm.
Someone claimed the land, and for the powerful female that represented a great curiosity. At the present, she did not have much interest in joining a pack, but one never knew what path they would go down. Sos had spoken nothing to her of the land though, and so she had already half-dismissed it in her heart. "Be with me, Sos." Taktuq's voice was a low, pleasant alto, and it broke the stillness of the night as she continued her path along the borderlands.
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