Cascades
Sirius
High Councilor
Master Fighter (240)
Master Hunter (275)
Bloodletter
age
11 Years
11 Years
gender
Male
Male
gems
51
51
player
Seadragoness
Seadragoness
03-31-2021, 12:14 PM
It had been a long time since the Warlord had been out this far. Duties and young pups had kept him close to his borders, but things had changed. The appearance of wolves larger then the Titan Warlord himself bared investigating. Despite the cold, he enjoyed the trip. It was a chance to stretch his legs, and feel the Northern wind ruffle his fur. The coat of the ebony wolf had grown thicker and more insulated in the winter months. It was as through his body knew better then his mind the icy hold Spring would unleash upon the land. Instead of shivering from the cold the further North he went, he felt invigorated. He could feel the cold, harsh on his nose and pawpads, but it did not reach his core temperature.
Once he was far enough North, he angled towards the West. Making his way towards the mountain line that formed there. It would be a rough climb, but the vantage point would be worth it. He had no intention of stumbling about in the snow until he crossed the path of a dire wolf by chance. As he reached the base of the waterfall and sought a place to climb, he flicked a paw forward. The signal sending his winged companion on a forward scout. The unfolding of heavy winds lifted the vulture into the sky. The snow Leopard he had reared from birth stalked silently, concealed in the pale colors of winter somewhere to his right. The Bear stood on her hindlegs beside him, sampling the air. With the Warlord at the fore, the small group might as well have been a small army.
He started to climb, the heavy breathing of the bear beside him breaking the quiet of the morning. He thought he heard the caw of a raven, and stilled the group. Listening a moment, but the sound did not continue. They started again, crunching snow beneath heavy bodies when the sound of snapping jaws gave them pause again. This time Marshal let out a cry of warning from the sky, and directed his attention over the next rise. Moving as silently as he was able, leaving the louder bear behind, he snuck forward. There, he would find the wolf and her companion locked in argument. He only needed a moment to tell him she wasn't the quarry he sought. Her slim build and stature was too different from the dires. Instead, He pulled himself into view and and lounged with causal ease against the rise he had climbed. "It seems I'm not the only one who braved the Ice Age to get this far" he drawled.
