Just because the sky was on fire didn't mean he stopped being hungry. Katsurō found it hard to ignore his grumbling stomach after a while, and although the eerie light above still didn't sit quite right with him, even the rest of Boreas seemed to be gently returning to this place now that the initial tremors had settled. Deer picked their way carefully between the spikes. He smelled larger migratory prey but didn't see them - the odious musk of bison. Rabbits and mice skittered between the scrubby grasses. If the animals had returned, he would hunt. The wolves that had ventured here had overturned quite a bit of earth around the bases of the spires, which inspired a bit of an idea in him. If he could dig a large enough pit, it would be simple to drive some prey into it and end a hunt swiftly with a large pay off. Kat got down to work at the loose earth near the base of one of the spires. It began to crumble easily beneath his large paws and he lost himself in his work. Crafted a trap 1/3 "speech"

Enyo prowled through the jagged terrain of the Prominence, her eyes narrowing at the eerie red sky that loomed overhead. The towering stone spires reached up like dark talons, casting long shadows over the cracked earth. This place had unnerved her ever since it appeared, and she wasn’t about to let anything threaten her territory.

The tremors had ceased, but the feeling of unease remained as if something ancient and dangerous still lurked beneath the surface. Enyo’s muscular frame moved with purpose, her thick daedric armor catching faint glints of crimson light. Her eyes scanned the horizon, watching for any sign of trouble. Others had ventured here, some drawn by curiosity, others by fear. She could smell them... strangers from far beyond the borders of her pack. It was a situation that required constant vigilance.

As she moved between the stone spires, her ears twitched at the faint sound of digging. Her steps quickened, driven by curiosity and the instinct to investigate. She caught sight of a large wolf, busy with the earth beneath one of the spires. Enyo observed him for a moment, his concentration so intense that he didn’t seem to notice her approach. His fur was a blend of molten tones contrasting the white. The ground around him was loose, crumbling easily as he worked. He was creating something...a pit? No doubt for a trap.

Her lips twitched into a faint smile.

Clever.

She stepped forward, her presence commanding as she closed the distance. "You're not the first to come here seeking answers, or prey," Enyo said, her voice low and steady, cutting through the quiet. "This place draws many curious souls. I could assist you... make sure your efforts don’t go to waste."


She didn’t wait for his response, her icy gaze sweeping over the pit he had started to dig. If this wolf was hunting, then the least she could do was offer her assistance. There was a method to his madness, and Enyo could appreciate a hunter with a plan. Her ears flicked, catching the distant rustling of prey moving through the grasses, and her lips curled into a predatory smile. The thrill of the hunt always excited her. If this stranger was sharp enough, he’d recognize the value of working with her.

"I’m Enyo," she finally said, her voice cool but confident. "You’ll find I’m quite useful when it comes to the kill." She would add as she began to dig beside him. The earth was scooped like butter under the strength of her body.

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It wasn't the first time he'd been over to this strange land that wasn't here before, although it wasn't the spires that brought him here. He was in fact headed to the very cavern he'd come from on a personal mission to collect more mushrooms before he noticed Enyo and a stranger doing something within one of the spires.

Curiosity intrigued, Battery changed course and stood near the wolves with his tail wagging as he watched what they were doing. Building a trap it looked like, but he didn't know the first thing about building a trap. They seemed to know what they were doing though, so maybe they could help him! "Battery wants to help! How should Battery help?" he asked with a slightly tilted head as he looked between the two wolves and the trap they were building.

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i am what you can't escape
i am the splinter underneath your skin

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He was nearly waist deep in his own trap when a stranger approached. Kat tensed at Enyo's approach, his pale yellow eyes flicking to her and then back to the task at hand several times as she spoke. She had an air of self-assurance that he found easy to trust. It seemed as if she knew her place in the world and all of the rest had better fall in line, and he supposed it was the path of least resistance to simply bend to her will. As luck seemed to have it, their intentions were aligned. "Just one of many curious souls," he said between grunts of effort, dirt flying away. She had a distinct pack smell about her but he wasn't good at discerning the different Boreas packs. Tojo kept to themselves, and while he was sure his father knew where this wolves might hail from, Kat hadn't the faintest idea. Best to be calm and collected. Neutral. Focused on the task at hand. Another voice sounded from just outside of the pit, sounding further away now that his head and ears were below ground. The two shared that core binding thread of scent that told Kat they were from the same pack. Focus, focus on the task at hand. If he allowed himself to think about anything other than digging, he would drown in the tide of his thoughts. "To be a proficient trap, it should have a wider mouth - perhaps you can dig in on the opposite side?" He called from the bottom of the pit to Battery above. "I am Hattori Katsurō, and I am pleased you have joined me on my hunt today. Many paws make light work," he directed the statement at them both, pausing to inspect the dirt walls of the pit to ensure they wouldn't cave in. Crafted a trap 2/3 "speech"

Katsuro? He smelled of another pack. One of Medusa's lesser spawn was there too. Battery was it? Enyo watched as the skeletal boy asked to be of assistance. As a result, Katsuro would provide direction. Enyo was never one to take over another's plan so she would oblige, curious as to how this would work out.

She walked over to the opposite end where heavy paws began to dig. The dry earth crumbled away easily. No matter how ominous and uninviting the skies were, Enyo still had a pack to feed. If this pit was efficient enough they would hopefully all be returning home with a carcass tonight.


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