Moonlight's Embodiment. [AW]

She’d ventured northward from Valhalla’s wall, Aelloshir glued to her hip like an inky mountain cat-shaped shadow. He’d refused to let her go without him after the bear, and with her cycle in full swing, he was twitchy about letting his charge out of sight unless she was with one of her packmates.

It was deep night, and a new moon. The sky was clear and black, save for the stars glittering coldly high above. But she shed enough light on her own to clearly see the ground before her paws. She glided through the twisting corridors of the Redwater Rocks like a shimmering, glowing white ghost, gazing around at the paths she passed.

She’d fought a tiger for the first time with Amos here. The memory lodged a knot of sadness in her throat, and she swallowed it down with a sigh. Why had he gone? What had happened to her first friend? Was it her? Had she done something wrong?

Her tail flicked, bannerlike, fast enough to leave a brief flash-trail in the air before she leapt and mounted a narrow trail to the top of the rocks, settling there and studying the cold stars before her eyes shifted to gaze toward Valhalla, thoughts shifting from the past and forcibly pushing to the future. She wanted to hold a festival soon, but she figured she would wait for the trade festival Eligos had mentioned. After his assistance with the bear, she was even more curious to see what he had to offer.

She hummed faintly as she let her chin lowered to her paws, eyes sliding shut with a sigh, trusting Aelloshir to keep watch as she let her thoughts drift, trying to ignore the insistent restlessness.

Walk ---- "Speak" ---- "Hear" ---- Think