Moonspear There's a girl.

Tiki bounded from rock to rock. Ghostlike. Wraithlike. Her body showing the wear and tear of not having been settled.

 There was a wildness to her eyes and features that showed what she had become. 

When was the actual last time she had spoken. She wasn't sure. She stared down into the great unknown watching the goats run and eat to their hearts content. She wondered if Alaric may stumble upon her and offer a hunt.

 He had not pushed her to speak. Had simply been a quiet presence while her sister played house.

And she did not regret that Pie had done so. It was what she wanted after all more so than Tiki.  But now her sister was hurt. Could not remember the weeks she had left her and Alaric in the cold for a warm body and babies. And now she regretted it because it felt as if she had given her sister up for nothing.

hello!

Tsar is quiet.

Moving through undergrowth with the low stalk of a hunter, those widening moss-green eyes of his scanning upon autumnal fall. Driven by the grumble of his own belly, he searches in roaming circles for any sign of prey. Disturbances within foliage, prey-scent draped upon fern, trails.

And just as he thought he might have caught sight of something—

Loud movement. The man straightens upwards, quickly, head snapping across the expanse of stone and reaching into the distance. There is a girl wandering, watching with wild eyes over the lands.

Tsar squints, roaming closer, and yet giving her a wide berth.

hello! Grim! It is good to see you back.

Eyes. Eyes on her back. Eyes on her fur. Eyes.  She looked, yellow gaze searching. Found him. 

He was big, bigger than her. Fur like autumn. His tail like red, red leaves. He moved quiet. She saw no threat. 

A tilt of colored head. A soft noise of greeting. She didn't wish to use her voice yet. 

A weave of her tail, a gentle paw step and a pointed nose towards the game below them.

good to be back!! :D <3

He huffs in acknowledgement. Eyes passing from the pointed turn of her head, below into the yawning cliffs. With slow paws, he angles closer—

And sure enough, goats. Grazing, yet oblivious to the presence of the watching predators above.

Tsar takes a long, greedy inhale of their scent and shares a glance towards the stranger girl. Between the two of them, they could have a feast felled, surely.

She doesn't seem keen on words, and that's fine by him. He turns away from her, shoulders clenching with mounting eagerness for a hunt and begins to make his way down one of the natural trails burned into the peak.

Something pinched her awake. Tiuttuk started, blinking and snorting, and saw Wyvern hopping backward away from her. The wolf’s head tilted as she regarded the nightjar, surprised to see her up close and personal like this. If they’d shared this sort of proximity before, she couldn’t remember. But after taking a moment to wake up and ascertain the situation, she welcomed it.

There’s no need to pinch me, though, she muttered as she unfolded her slender limbs and pushed upright. She shook out her colorful coat, eyes still fixed on the hawk. Can’t you just… tickle my nose with a feather or something instead? Pie griped through a smile, tail twitching.

The nighthawk made no reply, though she dipped and spread her wings, then launched into the air. It was Pie’s turn to take a few steps backward, the wind from Wyvern’s wings brushing her face. She tilted her head and watched the bird gain altitude, then begin circling. She gave a wordless cry, though some part of Treepie understood what it meant.

Coming! she called up to the bird, then shook out her paws and broke into a trot.

Wyvern led her to a ledge overlooking the sprawling wilderness to the east of the mountain. But Pie paid little attention to the views. Wyvern had led her here for a reason and her yellow gaze quickly found it. She watched as her sister convened with a stranger, her hackles prickling warily even as she watched the distant exchange. Only when their heads turned did she notice the mountain goats below them.

Could you use a third? she called out to them, not waiting for a response before she began to climb down toward Tiki and her makeshift hunting partner.