Altar of Twilight heart of glass

Weather: 40°F, clear.

His objective was clear, set by Amekaze herself: find and hunt big game. Lead others to the herds and bring back food. Dune was well-equipped to do this, and he had every reason to do it. He wondered if any of the others had asked for such responsibilities. Had they even considered asking the leaders for what they wanted? Dune supposed he could have just kept chugging along, doing whatever he thought was best, but asking had seemed the right choice, especially now that it was over and he had gotten his answer. When the pups came, he would get the recognition he deserved.

For now, he would work hard to bring food to Amekaze to help her through these trying times. He would not hunt today, but he did want to track. The earth was cut with a thousand hooves, and he knew that the herd could not be too far off. For now, he simply continued to follow the trail, searching for its end. Tomorrow, or perhaps the next day, he would gather a few wolves to help him make a kill.

For the first year of her life, Orca had been content to stay within the confines of Redhawk Caldera. She was often busy, tending to puppies, patrolling with her sister, and helping @Raven gather herbs for her collection. Her interests were varied and scattered, and she liked to dabble in a little bit of everything. She wasn't exceptional at any one task, but considered herself to be decent at anything she put her mind to. She was happily average.

But after her birthday and the war, she began to grow a little more curious about life outside of the caldera. It took her quite some time to work up the courage to go on an excursion of her own, and she had spent hours planning with @Lagan, who was more familiar with the territories surrounding their home. After careful consideration, she set her sights on the mountains to the north, and with encouragement from Lagan, she set off by herself.

After a bit of exploration around the base of the mountain range, she made her way into a valley between the peaks. She was careful to stay away from the summit claimed by a neighboring pack and kept her paws planted firmly on unclaimed land. But she was exhilarated all the same as she looked, sniffed, and listened, until her gaze fell on the pale fur of a stranger on the rocky slope and she paused to watch him from a distance.