The Great Meeting - P.1Tanaraq/KinguyakkiiThe Great Meeting - P.1 by decors
Kneeling the young woman examined the track, noting some pale hair in the nearby bush. She pinched them between her thumb and index finger and brought the hairs to her nose. It was another tokota, judging by the tracks and the just slight musky scent, it was male. Normally she wouldn't go looking for trouble, especially when it came to these bearwolves, those that she at first only remembered from the old stories but until she came upon the tribe never actually thought was real. However, there were things that worried her. Yakkii was supposed to protect her but there had been times when he had looked into the darkness and started to wag his tail. Two times she had thought she had been able to see the glint of eyes from the light of her fire but so far the only thing she had actually seen as light came were tracks, similar to these.
She was a very good tracker, but the fact that if it was a wild tokota, following it could be dangerous, not jus
The art of a masterLunemyrThe art of a master by decors
Time seemed to be getting away from the pale stag here lately. Winter had faded way into spring, flowers and new life sprouting across Glenmore. Fawns began popping up like crazy, dotting the lands just as the flowers did, following their mothers about on teetery long legs. Lune had been away for the early portion of spring, checking Glenmore’s side of Ridgeback Range with fellow Guardsmen. Their search had garnered nothing - the Blackwoods had all seemed to retreat back into their dark lands. The Kingdom, for the most part, was safe.
They’d only returned home yesterday and Lunemyr had to say he was exhausted. But, it hadn’t kept him from getting up this morning and heading out to the Glades to make sure that all was as it should be. Plus, he enjoyed looking upon all the new fawns and catching up on what he’d missed while he was away. It was always interesting to see the new mothers and fawns. There was always the go