Duskfire Glacier and maybe i froze when
All Welcome  March 01, 2021, 09:26 PM
Imaq
Pledged
Duskfire Glacier
set for 03/05/2021


Dusk had found her stretched out on the stone ledge that led into the grotto of Greyfall Caverns, soaking up the last waning beams of Siqiniq and what meager warmth he could provide so early in the season, so late in the day. Soon, the time would come when darkness enroached from the corners of the world and took the day's distraction from the dove. Soon, she would retire and bear through another night of fitful, frightening dreams as she had for over a turn of the seasons. But for now, she worked one of the pelts she had secured for her sleeping place in the Caverns. 

The meat from the hares and marten had been sectioned and stored, but only after she had stripped their pelts. They were small but perhaps she could compile many of them overtime to line her den with. The cur had one of the hare's pallid furs clutched in her paws, her head bent over her work as she chewed the underside of stiff skin to make the hide more malleable, softer.
March 22, 2021, 04:02 PM
Chacal
Sapphique
Tourmaline
While the young jackal had been a homebody for the majority of her childhood, she found herself becoming more curious of the world outside the pack's boundaries, and had begun to explore, bit by bit, the lands past the tangle and the rivers that lay just beyond Sapphique's claim. She'd made her way to the Redtail Rise when she spotted the pearlescent glow of the glacier in the distance- a bed of white nestled in a small mountain range that was further than she had ever travelled alone before. While Spring was rapidly creeping its way back to the Cliffs she called home, bringing little snowdrops to emerge from their winter slumber, it appeared as though the saddle of white snow in the mountains was more of a permanent fixture. Curious about exploring it, she continued on, heading toward where the mountains rose in the distance. 

There was a freshness to the air about the glacier that smelled clean and wet, not salty like the ocean from which she had come. The snow here was likely as pure as snow could possibly be- however many years it had persisted, fighting against the heat of the summer, to remain just as it was year-round. But what she hadn't expected to find were the trails of several wolves in the area- an indication, perhaps that there were wolves who called the glacier home. 

Chacal was not the sort to trespass; but she knew nothing thus far about this group of wolves who settled in the mountains, and she thought it might be a bit of a welcome challenge, for her, to see what was happening. Were they travellers- or were they beginning to call the glacier home? There was little to be mistaken about the markings she interpreted as being border markings. So, hoping someone in the area might be willing to greet her and tell her about the group settling here, she tilted her head back and called out in a singsong voice, inviting any peaceful dwellers to come and greet her, as a friendly ambassador from Sapphique.
March 31, 2021, 02:35 PM
Imaq
Pledged
Duskfire Glacier
It was curious to hear a summons so late in the evening, the Qimmiat's ears rising as her freckled crown turned in the direction of the echoing howl. It took but a moment to gather her tufted legs of churned milk beneath her, pushing the pelt she worked aside for a moment before gathering the white fur she was curing in her maws as gingerly as if it were the winterwhite form of one of her newborn nieces or nephews she tended so carefully. A pang stabbed her heart at the thought, thinking of those she had cared for as her own cubs, before she shoved all reminiscings of Salik's Kallalit from her mind. She was a dead woman to them after all. Her grief meant nothing to the ones she had called family, to those who would curse her as nothing more than a malicious spirit if they could see her now. 

By the time she had reached the borders that @Wintersbane (reference) had tasked her with guarding and the dark youth who lingered upon them, she had concealed the memories from view back into that shadowed corner where they were typically confined. She met the girl of gilded accents -- who was perhaps just shy of counting her first winter -- with a soft, curious noise that was muffled by the hare's pelt. Imaq was quick to set the fur down, offering a smile that was warmer than any tundrian's had a right to be though a bit wan. 

"Greetings upon you," the tribal woman dippped her head in typical fashion, the move somewhat overtly formal and brewed in a depth of respect that suggested kindness. 
March 31, 2021, 08:35 PM
Chacal
Sapphique
Tourmaline
With patience, she waited at the borders she'd found, having learned a certain amount of decorum and politeness from her mothers, wnd their cool, calm composure when dealing with strangers. She knew the appreciation that there was to be had for polite visitors, so she sought to conduct herself as such and would remain where she was, until a wolf approached her, who looked as though she had materialized from a small piece of cloud. 

She had tuliped ears, and a effervescent lightness to her pale, rose-gold pelt that Chacal immediately envied. The feathering of her legs made her look as though she was floating. Her pelt was dappled lightly, opalescent almost, and each gemstone eye was set lovingly in a patch of pale almond. She felt plain compared to a creature so lovingly decorated, but the smile she was given was endearing and warm, so she tried not to feel too overwhelmed. 

And you as well, She chimed in response. She'd been sitting when she'd first caught sight of the lovely woman, but had risen to her feet to properly greet her, though it was with her tail swinging amicably at her hocks and her head dipped below her shoulders. My name is Chacal Dahomey-Rivaini, and I come from Sapphique; dis be de first I have been to dis place, so lovely, and, unique, She versed, her gilded gaze fetching up on the woman's enchanting features. Her warm smile, she thought, might convey the intended compliment. Is your pack new to de area? She asked, her voice lilting and playful. She wanted to know more about the pack on the glacier- and would find what she needed to know with charm if necessary, as it brought her unexpected pleasure to be so flirtatious with the stranger.