Horizon Ridge insuring body parts isn't just for celebrities

*insert nervous emoji here*

horizon ridge is further away from blackfeather woods than the tundrian had initially planned to go. he tends to stay away from the coast if for no particular reason other than because he has a deep and vain dislike of sand; and in truth he does not have much reason to venture that way. blackfeather woods has many enemies — not that it's fear that keeps him cautious wintersbane always enjoyed a good fight, after all — but he's older now. the naivety of youth has long since worn off and there are other thoughts that occupy his mind these days. thoughts challenging himself to rise to the ranks of the dark brotherhood, of the future and what it might hold for him. wintersbane's life no longer revolved around proving himself to be the biggest and the baddest and thus nurtured the general caution. the reputation of it's leaders before proceeded blackfeather woods ...and yet none of them were present to take responsibility for the chaos they created.

tucking his thoughts away, wintersbane focuses back upon his steps as he explores the rubble of the collapsed ridge, pausing only when he sees a figure ahead. wintersbane lets out a low chuff to announce his presence, just in case she was not already aware of him. recognition does not yet come to the tundrian — from the rear she is but a stranger. she is anyone. another explorer picking their way through the rubble and wintersbane thinks nothing of it.