The Red String of Fate

Picking his way through the Fjord was slow moving and particularly his first choice in terrain when it came to navigation, but he had gotten an itch to go south to visit Auster now that winter had taken over Boreas and this was his path to get there. Luckily he had Slate with him for the trip so the gray-eyed snow leopard could forge the path ahead of him and help him keep an eye out for any treacherous places that might spend him tumbling down the steep incline. With his companion's guidance he was able to take his focus away from where he had to put his paws a bit and he was able to look up and enjoy the scenery a bit. Between the gaps in the trees he was able to see the glittering stretch of ocean below and he had to admit that it was a very scenic view even if the trip through this area was a bit rough.

Eventually he realized that Slate had slowed and seemed distracted by something and after following the cat's gaze he realized his companion was peeking at a dark figure that was laid out across a shelf of rock that overlooked the cliff. His ears perked with interest and he leaned around one of the trees to look at the wolf that almost looked like a shadow with how her fur was nearly all black and even her antlers matched the dark coloring. He hadn't really expected to see anyone else out here or at the very least not anyone lounging around like she was, but it was a welcome surprise to have the chance to meet someone new while he was out exploring. He nodded for Slate to go off on his own for a bit, knowing the leopard was more than happy to go lounge in a tree or something for a while, and then he started carefully stepping down to where the stranger was resting.

He made sure to make a bit of noise as he went–rustling some leaves, knocking a few pebbles to send them rolling–just to make sure he didn't sneak up on her. Last thing he wanted was to startle her. Once he got close enough to get her attention he was met with a pair of bold, fire-hued eyes that stood out dramatically from the shadows of her fur. He was already eager to meet someone new, but the more he saw of her the more intrigued he became. "It looks like you've found a perfect spot to enjoy the view. Mind if I join you?" he questioned with a grin, waiting for her to accept before he made himself comfortable at the edge of the rock beside her. He might be the kind to have no hesitation in approaching a pretty stranger, but he still had the manners his parents had drilled into him and his siblings as kids. "I'm Sitri, by the way. Nice to meet you."

"Sitri Klein-Destruction"