Tiegs For Two
The hills lay charcoal under the sallow moon, feeble rays struggled to shine through the broken layer of cloud. On each peak was a fortress overlooking the valley below, each no more than a barely discernible silhouette against the inky sky. The nighttime in that place belonged to the owls and coyotes. With only the starlight and waxing moon for light, the blackness was almost complete. The plains were a tangle of roots on which to trip, a maze of paths to become lost within; even with the moon light it was a journey only made under greatest need but the babe could not care less about needs for now because all she wanted was to become more accoustomed with the strange lupine establishments upon his land. She met Amon, Ashiel and Melleus, all of them were part of the same family, same stablisment and she met many more, perhaps that was when her interest has been picked, who kows what other creatures are hiding. Following the aroma of other lupines her pace lessened to navigate through the night, towards what she could hope would be the territory of a tribe of sorts.
