top of the world

This world was beautiful and strange, far stranger then her homelands. Kiela felt constantly awed by the sights all around her, and this place was no exception, though it was hard to really make out her surroundings with the storm brewing all around them. Pillars of ice shot straight up toward the sky, like nothing she'd ever seen before. Perhaps this was a siedi, and this place offered a direct link to the spiritual plane. Kiela had never been as finely in tune with the spirits as some of her kin had been but she knew immediately this place was sacred, and she immediately felt humbled in its presence. She was lucky to be here, no matter the circumstances, and anyone should feel the same.

It was hard to make out Aku's features at first. He blended in with the falling snow, but she focused on the darker grey markings of his face as she drew a bit closer. It seemed he'd found minor shelter between the spires of ice and she was content to take advantage of his discovery. Even allowing herself a brief moment of recovery here would let her endure the rest of the storm more easily. "No," she answered back quickly. "I do not think so." Kiela corrected herself. A place like this was not meant to be claimed, as far as she was concerned - but she did not control other wolves, as much as she wished they all followed the Jarvela way. "Though if you are, me too," she added, offering a rare, short laugh. She'd take the risk at least. So much of the northern lands seemed uninhabited though and she thought it more likely that no wolves lay claim to this place.