Nova Peak Trust your heart if the seas catch fire.

When at last she detected @Mahler's scent on the foothills of their claim, Nyx felt dread creep into her belly. Teeth gritted, she carried on along his fresh trail with a lengthy stride. The lioness, made anxious despite her attempt to prepare what she might say, was keen to air her thoughts sooner rather than later.

Evening came quietly as she padded through the foliage. No birdsong sounded from the branches above to distract her. Instead, there was only stillness. Nyx hoped this would not prove to be the calm before a storm.