Offering a Smiling Phrase
12-19-2016, 01:37 PM
-Navigation, North, The Wall-
Needless to say upon Nako's return south with the musk of two women on him his siblings had been less than thrilled. Jakart's scorn eventually had eventually came to the fact that after a heated talk in hushed voices Nako had decided to head north until he could sort things out. His many dalliances had yielded only three pups to one woman and as far as he knew that was all that had become of moonlit meetings between him and females. Now he found himself as far north as he'd ever been and inheriting his fathers wanderlust it kept him moving through the snowscape with a curious gait as it was all taken in. With a halt in his stride he stopped and looked up at the massive formation of ice.
This glacier or iceflow had caught his eye many miles as he walked through the tundra and had so far kept his interest. Even as he reclined upon his haunches and tipped his head back it was still unfathomable as to how this could've come to be. But the view from atop it! There was a thought. There was hope, as he stood and set about exploring the base, that maybe there was a crevice from melted water that lead to the top. The odds were long that such a thing would exist this time of year. He was a southerner and as a far as he knew things would be kept optimistic as he set about trying to find anything worth a look as he trailed along the base against the wind as a strange chime grew louder in the wind.
Needless to say upon Nako's return south with the musk of two women on him his siblings had been less than thrilled. Jakart's scorn eventually had eventually came to the fact that after a heated talk in hushed voices Nako had decided to head north until he could sort things out. His many dalliances had yielded only three pups to one woman and as far as he knew that was all that had become of moonlit meetings between him and females. Now he found himself as far north as he'd ever been and inheriting his fathers wanderlust it kept him moving through the snowscape with a curious gait as it was all taken in. With a halt in his stride he stopped and looked up at the massive formation of ice.
This glacier or iceflow had caught his eye many miles as he walked through the tundra and had so far kept his interest. Even as he reclined upon his haunches and tipped his head back it was still unfathomable as to how this could've come to be. But the view from atop it! There was a thought. There was hope, as he stood and set about exploring the base, that maybe there was a crevice from melted water that lead to the top. The odds were long that such a thing would exist this time of year. He was a southerner and as a far as he knew things would be kept optimistic as he set about trying to find anything worth a look as he trailed along the base against the wind as a strange chime grew louder in the wind.