Redtail Rise Do your dirt, make your mark

staying vague; tag for ref

upon departing elysium, mahler had ranged outside the chosen range of he and his counterpart, idly following a herd of elk gone down into the valley for better grazing. while it was more out of boredom than anything, the gargoyle pressed forward all the same, crooning a dirge to @Stigmata in regards to his whereabouts.
he would be back; for now the man moved in a trot beneath the gently falling snow. the elk dipped, but he meandered beyond them, in the direction of a flame-licked rise. if anything, it would provide him a decent vantage point to look down upon his quarry, noting their place below.
the ground felt odd beneath his paws. mahler supposed that was the nature of fire, and would have turned away, had not the wandering figure of the winterwhite takiyok caught his eyes. a pleasant sight, she elicited a bark of announcement from the musiker, and he widened his lope to eat away at the distance between them.