Moonlight on the Cliff [Skyfire]

She’d ventured eastward, intending to meet with Abaven to touch bases. It was a long walk, and she overshot the eastern pack by quite a bit, or, perhaps undershot. The Abaven border had vanished from the rapids. So she’d settled at the falls for the night to reconnoiter until morning.

It was almost full dark, and she lay sphynx-like at the topmost cliff’s edge, gazing out toward the ocean, considering. A soft smile settled on her features as she breathed in deeply, glowing form relaxing, though her haunches remained coiled lazily, ready to send her springing at any moment.

There was much to consider. Both Cairo and Caelia were advancing in skill, and they were in store for a promotion. Domari, as well. It would be the first promotion of their young wolves since instating them in their Circles. And she wanted it to be something they remembered with fondness. Not just a simple announcement at the next pack meeting.

A rustle of pawsteps reached her ears, and her head tipped slightly to give herself a peripheral view of the area behind herself, though her form was relaxed and unbothered. She was certain of her skill and ability to defend herself, and it would be a fool that would attack a wolf from behind at the edge of a cliff. Too much risk of overshooting the leap and going over the edge… or being thrown over it.

Walk ---- "Speak" ---- "Labhair an Sean-Teanga." ---- "Hear" ---- Think