it's a melody; it's a battle cry

Irin found herself nodding at the the other wolf's words, flicking her ears as she considered her response for a long moment. "It is an amazing sight. I wonder what's under it..." She trailed off, pawing at the ice thoughtfully. However, she was disappointed to realize that the ice was too thick to simply dig through. It would have been far too easy to do so, anyways. Some questions didn't need to be answered. Reality was far less interesting than the world that Irin had created to lurk beneath the ice.

As long as she didn't know what was truly there, she could say truthfully that there might be something living under the ice. Maybe even an entire society. But once she knew the truth, well, then, the truth was non-negotiable. It was concrete and solid, unlike the flowing daydreams that Irin filled her world with. So maybe it was good that she couldn't simply see beneath the ice.

The other wolf's next words drew Irin from her thoughts, making her twitch her tail slightly. "Oh, I've just been exploring since I left my pack." Irin spoke carelessly, shrugging slightly. "This place is so much more interesting than the place I came from." Irin didn't even notice that she didn't call it 'home,' but in fact it never really had been. She had loved her family, yes, but this was so much better than tying herself to one place.

"What about you?" Irin asked curiously, eager to hear this wolf's story. Maybe it really was about creature of the night, doomed to wander these lands. The thought was exciting!



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