Valdís had been overcome but a sudden sense of nostalgia and so she'd taken off for Fenrir's Maw. Along the way she planned to do some scouting and to explore the volcano that had been next door to Crew's territory. In the darkness of the warm summer evening she could see the glowing top of the volcano. This was going to be exciting! She'd just reached the base when she'd caught the scent of pack. Bending down to further investigate the smell she realized that it was faded, the markings of a pack that had since dissolved and so she strode boldly toward her destination. It was curious and strange to think a pack had been here not that long ago. Good to know Crew weren't the only wolves crazy enough to live on these mountains. Climbing with practiced precision, Valdís relied on her muscle memory. It had been awhile since she'd wandered such rocky terrain. Determined to reach the top she kept right on moving. Pausing every so often to watch the wisps of smoke pass across the moon. "Talk" "You" Think

Eura chattered nervously as he wandered up the side of the mountain, tugging at his ear as he walked leisurely over the craggy peak. His father had told him about this place once. That the leader of his old pack had a flock of owls take pieces from the core of the mountain and bring them back to their pack lands so their apparent titan of a leader could start the largest fire he had ever seen in his life. A barn fire he had called it. Rogdar found himself scoffing and shaking his head. There was only one barn in Boreas and it wasn't in the lands he had described as his former romping grounds. Stupid. He gave a brief look over his surroundings and felt a chill run up his spine. This place was creepy, there was no doubt of that, and even with clear scent of abandonment in the air, he felt as though he was being watched by all sides, no matter how far he climbed. “Maybe it’s not abandoned.” He thought out loud and continued climbing. A stray rock fell across his path and for a moment Rogdar felt his heart stop. He froze and took a brief reconnaissance of his surroundings, anticipating an attack as his eyes followed the path the rock had taken. If the girl was hoping to ambush him she was doing a shit job of it;  Standing in plain sight, kicking stray rocks, and of course, moving in the exact opposite direction of where he was standing. He lifted his nose to quest after her scent and then let go of a breath he hadn’t known he had been holding. She was pack. He hadn’t met anyone from Niente in spite of spending half a season with the northern pack, but he supposed now was as good a time as any. With long legged grace Rogdar bounded after her and came to a stop directly in front of her. “Sister.” He greeted with a smug grin and dipped his head respectfully, while Eura stared at the steel colored girl with wide eyes as though she expected her to snap at them at any given moment. Speaking Thinking  You

Clunk. Perhaps the wolf was a bit out of her league, navigating a harsh environment such as this when wandering with a distinct goal in mind. Small paws and hardened pawpads tiptoed across the dangerous environment, coppery-brown orbs moving and narrowing upon sights of particularly sharp patches of volcanic rock. Breath baited, she kept alert, Aske intending to and attempting to spot any threats or clifffalls long before she ever neared them. Summer and volcanic activity never added up quite well, the large wolf constantly seeking a cooler route to travel. A single destination was in the ash-furred female's mind; a bird's-eye perch, a place to visualize travel routes for future wandering and to mentally map out the new terrain. Her nose was still untrained, after all; she'd have to use all of her senses to navigate successfully. The time of day was not the best for such scouting, but Aske has taken it upon herself to do it anyways. Another attempt at smelling, or perhaps a twitch of a perked ear, or perhaps the sight of movement drew her attention to the fact of others nearby. Either way, she wasn't close enough to be seen as a threat; hopefully, she wasn't anywhere near close enough to be pursued, if suddenly chased. Aske opened and closed her mouth, lowering her head as she edged backwards, closer to what might be considered an emergency path of retreat. The wolf played the part of a bystander for now, eyes scanning to see the reactions between the two, trying to assess if the situation nearby might be one worth approaching, or one where the risks outweighed the rewards. actions "speech"

Valdís soldiered along methodically. She let her thoughts wander as they would while she let her body do the heavy work of climbing up the volcano. She was making good progress when a young man said that maybe it wasn't abandoned. She gazed at him curiously. "Maybe what's not abandoned?" She hadn't said anything so she wasn't quite sure who, if anyone, the young man was talking to. Then suddenly she realized that he seemed familiar. She squinted at him and walked closer, trying to recognize his face in the light. When she did she grinned. "Rogdar is that you? You've really grown. How have you been and who is that you have with you?" It was almost alarming to see him so big now. In her memory's mind he was still a little pup. Her ears twitched at the sound of shifting rock and she turned to see a yearling female not far off. Valdís gazed questioningly at the woman. "Hello, there." "Talk" "You" Think

He looked at the woman, wide eyed, taken aback by her apparent familiarity with him. “I- Have we…Met?” He asked, cocking his head slightly in confusion. She seemed to imply that she had known him from his days as a pup, which only added to his curiosity. Had she known his parents? His parents had barely known each other, it was strange to think that either of the surely wolves that sired him would have friends. His mind touched briefly on the pack his father had hailed from and he felt an odd weightlessness run through him. At his ear Eura chittered and tugged on the fur of his neck, gaining his attention while she pointed to the woman and then to herself. “Oh! Right, this is Eura she was-, my father-… she’s a friend.” He said finally, still clearly flustered. The second woman approached from a distance and seemed to be watching them intently, which only served to unsettle him further, but he would let the woman, whoever she was, take care of the introductions for him. Speaking  Thinking You

Trick!

Valdis gets a trick!

Without warning, the earth beneath the paws of the three wolves gathered on Mount Volkan begins to quiver - just slightly, enough for them to notice. The sound of hissing can also be heard nearby, before a pile of rubble shifts and emits a plume of smoke into the air. Worrisome, maybe, but what else can you expect from an active volcano? Valdis gets a bad event!

Trick!

Rogdar gets a trick!

Rogdar notices the slight quaking of the volcano below his paws, but is surprised when a plume of hot, heavy smoke erupts from a nearby crack in the stone. It briefly clouds his vision and can briefly choke him, if he's not careful! Rogdar gets a bad event!