The East was much different from the more northern lands, snow not yet laying claim to this part of Boreas. Frost dusted the edges of the blades of grass that bowed under his heavy paws, but that was the only claim to chill that this area had. It was... different, to say the least. The once mountain dweller was unsure if this change was something he cared for or not, a deep frown on his mauve coloured face. Careful eyes surveyed the area around him, grassy fields giving way to a sea of rocks, the ocean just beyond that. The water was not something that Lyulf had seen a lot of in his days, generally all things remained quite well frozen. Hardly anything changed, which was most likely why this sudden blooming atmosphere felt so alien to him. Blowing out a steady breath, the beast moved forward, not daring to glance back. It was something that needed to have happened long ago, him leaving the lands in which he was born. The air there had become to restricting, his once close friends leaving him nothing to care for. What choice did he have, but to have left? Everything was growing stagnant, something that the male was not used to at all. He had been nothing but a pawn, someone to be used and toyed with. The thought made his lips twitch, the only thing to interrupt his otherwise stoic look. Shaking the former life from his mind, the tri-toned wolf moved onward, leaping carefully onto the frost laden stones. Each step was well thought out as Ly made his way towards the bay, soft orange hues painting its surface. The sun had only just fully risen from the horizon, dull beams cascading down around the lone male. Ever so slowly an incline began to appear, before a sharp jutting cliff made itself known. Pausing, Lyulf tilted his head and glanced upwards. Already he could see the glimmer of frost on the steep cliff side, greenery clinging stubbornly to any smooth surface they could. It looked stunning, but the pinto marked male knew that it most likely was not the most safe route to take. That alone would generally be enough of a thought to deter a normal wolf, but Lyulf had been climbing mountains since he was able to walk. The proof was in his rod-like legs, strong muscles coiling in wait. The claws on his paws nearly seemed slightly elongated, wide set paws good for gripping even slick surfaces. This cliff was something that he could climb, that wasn't the question, it was more the effort involved that made him hesitate. Lyulf hadn't stopped for too long since he left his snow dominated homeland, and a climb like this would sap up much of his remaining energy. But then again, it would be a good vantage point in which he could pick out his next area to travel to. With a nod of his head, his mind was made up. One paw gingerly brushed the incline, testing with the pads of his paws to see just how icy it was. Ly's paw sat still where it was placed, not even an inch of movement. Good, this would be a breeze then. Hoisting himself up, the brute began to make the journey upwards. His only companion was the trill of songbirds overhead and the gentle brush of the suns rays. It took longer than he thought to reach the crest of the cliffs, but he was more than glad that he did. His green eyes flew open wide at the scene that expanded before him, off-white tipped tail raising in surprise. The sea stretched on for longer than he could even see, bleeding into the horizon until they became one. With the wash of colours that painted both sea and sky, it looked more bright and colour filled than anything Lyulf had ever set his eyes on. His rump collided with the earth as he gazed on in utter disbelieve, his jaw actually hanging semi slack. It had been awhile since he had actually felt this sheer amount of emotion, and it was all brought on by the rising sun over a body of water. It seemed so simple, but perhaps that's why it held such beauty. There was nothing like this back home, that was for damn sure. Curling his slightly longer tail around his flank, Ly allowed himself to be completely lost in his surroundings. It had been the right choice to come down here, this much set it all in stone. There was so much of the world that Lyulf still had not seen, even after two years on this plain. There had to be even more of these hidden, or not so hidden, gems here. Determination to see them all filled the male, his nostrils flaring as he drank in a deep breath. There was a new life for him here, there just had to be. For the first time in a long time, he felt a spark of light, a touch of something he had thought he had lost. Hope. It was something that had died off when he was cast aside, when his life had been stripped from him. But now? There just had to be more out there, there couldn't be something so stunning in a world so cold. Word Count: 896

Location: Crystallum cliffs
Having been wandering in one direction for what hadn't seemed too long Leonce had found himself at yet another cliff. There was something different about this particular cliff though, it had somebody else on it.

The other wolf seemed to just be staring off into space and not mentally present. Leonce stood where he was and just watched the other wolf for a couple of seconds. What could they be thinking about he wondered, maybe about what they were going to eat for dinner or who they were going to meet next. Lucky for Leonce he knew exactly who that wolf was going to meet next, it was somebody that Leon knew quite well. Of course who else did he know well besides himself.

As Leonce amused himself with his own thoughts he figured he might as well stop thinking about meeting this wolf and actually do it. He walked up behind the wolf trying to make some noise so that his appearance wouldn't be a sudden surprise to the other wolf. When he was a few feet behind him he verbally announced his presence "Hey, this place is cool isn't it. My name's Leonce"

So outside of himself, Lyulf was lost within the view before his eyes. Usually quite the guarded wolf, it was odd to see him so withdrawn from his position and completely drawn into another realm. As the day drew longer still, the colours on the water shifted and grew with it, gradually fading into the gentle blues that it was known so well for. It wasn't something that he could tear his green eyes from, nor did he really wish to. The shore just rested below the cliff, but the sound hardly reached Lyulf way up here. He could almost imagine the noised that the rolling tides would make, soothing himself with them. Green eyes slid closed as he drew in a deep breath, tasting the hint of salt water on the air. What a treasure this place was, giving him some minor comfort that he had left his homeland. If it had not been for the secrets that he had dug up, it would have been a lot harder to trek down the mountain for the last time. But that was then, and Lyulf knew that he needed to start trying to live in the now. His mauve ears flickered at the crunch of foliage behind him, his eyes shooting open wide as he quickly rose to his paws. Already his hackles stood up, caught off guard by the approach of another. So drawn within the lands around him, he had forgotten that there was still a chance that a stranger would come to enjoy the view that the cliff had to offer. His tongue ran over his suddenly dry lips, ears clinging back to his skull as he waited for the unknown wolf to approach him. Lyulf's muscles were tense throughout his whole body, knowing damn well that his only escape would be through the stranger, given the steep drop that was at his backside. Stone cold were his features, nose raised ever so slightly as a tremor shot down his spine. This would be the first wolf of these lands that he would meet, nearly shaking with nervous energy. There was no telling just how these creatures were, nor what this individual was like. The smaller black and white male popped up over the ridge, causing Lyulf's lips to twitch as he held himself back from growling. Without hesitation, the other spoke, introducing himself without even batting an eye. It threw Ly off guard, not expecting to be offered something so quick. The male was still hesitant though, knowing that his once soft heart had betrayed him before. Not really knowing what to say at first, Lyulf remained silent as he just stared at the other, slowly blinking his emerald eyes. "Uh... He stuttered, backing up half a step in his uncertainty. He didn't want to just give away his name to this odd creature, not so quickly into this introduction. Remembering that this Leonce had said something about this area being nice, he nodded his head a few times. "T'is, not something I see often." He offered, a slower tang to his words. it was like he was chewing each letter before he spoke them, his distrust for the unknown slowing everything down a few paces. Lyulf's pale tipped tail curled around him, an awkward silence lapping between them. He couldn't help but clear his throat, not immune to the lack of conversation flow, knowing that it was his fault. After being on his own for awhile, and not knowing who or what to trust anymore, he just... didn't know what else to do. Word Count: 600

The other wolf’s reaction to Leonce’s presence took him aback. The other wolf seemed to be scared of frightened of him. Leonce took stock of the current situation, there didn’t seem to be a reason to be frightened. Perhaps the other wolf wasn’t used to new wolves or didn’t care for them too much. At their attempt at responding Leonce felt a sort of unworthiness or guilt. The other wolf didn’t need to respond to him if they didn’t feel like it, Leonce didn’t deserve their response. In reaction to the other wolf’s tenseness Leonce did his best to make himself appear harmless which he normally did a pretty good job of anyways. He moved himself away from the enterance / exit so that he wasn’t blocking the path of escape for the other wolf. Leonce didn’t like it when others felt uncomfortable around him, his goal was to be nice to everyone. Once he had moved he sat himself down to signify that he wasn’t about to do anything major. “I can see you’re rather tense, I’m not one to be afraid of. It might be best though if you take a couple steps away from that cliff edge, it’d be terrible if somebody died on my watch” Leonce did his best to sound calm and reassuring, he did want to have a conversation with this wolf. If they ran away well, that would be an opportunity lost. speech action