Nova Peak II

AW but maybe @Lorcan or @Elowen Aeloria

Others lived on the mountain now.

Moon Runner patrolled Nova peak’s perimeter, squatting to mark their borders every so often.

As she loped, her nose hovered a hair's distance above the snowpack. But she wasn’t looking for prey… perhaps today she would meet those who had sought kinship under Cloud Dancer and Grim Tooth.

of all the things elowen imagined for herself, a life upon the mountain had never been one of them. yet here she was—her belly swollen with the promise of new life, her steps slow and measured as she adjusted to the ever-present chill of peak's heights.

she caught sight of the stranger before their paths fully crossed, her ears pricking forward with wariness. the other woman moved with purpose, but she did not seem hostile. a guardian, perhaps? 

there is no escaping her when she sees the gray woman approach, so elowen chuffs softly in greeting, offering a small smile; "hello,"

lorcan was never far from his mate these days. though the allure of the beyond called to him, whispered others, he had chosen and he would remain.

strides long as he saw fit to catch up to elowen, sleep still clinging to the mess that was his dark fur, the fog of his eyes. what he had not expected was to find her with another.

immediately, he would come to the defense; but was calmed as realization dawned: this woman was of the peak as well. the dark husband slows and comes to stand quietly behind his wife, tucking his chin against the crux of her neck and shoulder in greeting, before looking up and over at who he would come to know as moon runner.

greetings. a smooth cadence, a voice fond of weaving half-truths once. but that was no more.

A female of muted reds and grays comes in to view. Moon Runner approached in a friendly way with a relaxed posture, but stopped short when her eyes caught the moon-like curve of the female's belly. Equal parts curiosity and surprise painted her visage.

Cloud Dancer and Grim Tooth permitted such a thing?

Memories of Wise Father, Proud Mother, Red Woman, and Wolverine spun in her spirit’s mind.

The trance broke and Moon Runner’s tail began to sway as if to say hello.

She couldn’t help but notice the glassy, pale color of the other female’s eyes.

Waterstone, her spirit thought.

But only a moment passed before a large, swarthy male abruptly came to Waterstone’s side.

Moon Runner was taken aback, for at first she thought he was Faraway Shadow.

She ceased her approach, on guard. She had no rapport with these wolves -- no trust -- and now she was outnumbered. Still, she lifted her muzzle to take scent by wind, wanting to know them.

sorry about the wait ;;!

elowen gave a soft smile as the woman approached, her eyes taking in the woman’s curiosity. her tail flicked gently, the weight of her belly pressing down, but she didn’t mind.

to show her gentle nature, she lowered her ears towards the woman.

she felt lorcan move to her side and leaned into him, pressing against him with a soft sigh, her tail brushing his.

this is lorcan, my mate. she said quietly, he’s not much for crowds. she gave the woman a brief smile. "’m elowen.

she glanced at the peak and then back at her. what's your name?