Inky legs carried the young warrior across the west, in a task she wanted to do. And what could it be? Well, she wanted to do a test in what lands could be wise to move should Torin look for one. Even if no one asked her to do this, she still felt the need in her heart. Eir was the type of creature who didn't wait for other's words on a matter she could be doing on her own terms. So early in the morning she went off to the unknown, with a task placed upon those cyan eyes. Now there, the female would take a first glance at the place's features. As she padded, she noted the grass was almost gone, leaving soil of dark hues and the place had a look of a wasteland of sorts. She wasnt hurried, she wanted to take her time.  oc:Explored a new land 1/3 "Speak"

Priscilla wasn’t sure if Torin would willingly move the pack from the island but… the idea of his children staying there with dwindling resources, particularly if one of them had a health condition concerned her greatly. She wanted to find Osiris and Cottontail too… So heading back to the mainland seemed like a good thing to do. She could scout the areas as she trailed to Lirim, and not much further, before she reported back to her uncle with, hopefully, good news. All she had to do was help discover an inhabitant land in the west, not claimed by another pack, that Lirim could potentially relocate to.

When she arrived at the Dancefloor of the Gods the first thing ‘cilla noted was, at least what she could see of the plain at the moment, the lush grasses of the land seemed non-existent at the moment and the land stretching out before her was a sorry sight for what it should have been this late in spring. Fire, she wondered? For this land was one of the furthest from the volcano’s reaches… it could have been fine further in, should be, where prey would be grazing on what was available. It would make the likelihood of running into another predator higher… but…

‘Cilla shook her head and took a step onto the dark hued earth. Something had definitely happened here… maybe the grass was just struggling to grow back? Or was the weather, despite how far this land was from the eruption, causing strain and chaos here as well?

She hadn’t gone terribly far in when she noticed a figure further along, though further East than she was. She perked her ears and dared to break into a trot to close the distance. As she grew closer she noticed the scent on the wind and recognized it. This was one of the wolves from the Lirim meeting! A packmate!

‘Cilla let out a loud, short bark to hopefully catch the other woman’s attention. Maybe they could combine their efforts?

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Normal Navigation -- Spring, Year 14 [Dancefloor of the Gods]
1/3 for exploring a new land

As pads met naked soil, an stoic expression enclosered the Armigeri's cyan eyes. And there she wondered if there was life at all here, had everything perished under the volcanoe's fury? Was here anything left? Would this work for her pack? Those and many more questions haunted her thoughts as she kept with her walk. Everything smelled of ash but there wasn't much of it. Maybe time started to erase the eruption's Hand but would it be gone at all? Eir guessed it would take more than a few weeks if not months to have the all green back.  When she took more steps forward. She could see bushes spread across the land. But they were only skeletons, no leaves coated the branches. But then she spotted the start of life, little plants poked out of the arid earth. That was a good sight. As she contemplated it , a short bark came to her attention. Upon turning her head, a wolf trotting her way. Giving short sniffs to the air, a familiar scent confirmed their affiliation with Lirim. "Greetings, did you came in search of a possible new home too?" She asked, calmly and with expressionless eyes.  "Speak"