Mountain of Dire Ashes and Blood

For the remainder of the mountain crew: @Felyx @Cynder @Thoval @Sovanya

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The snow may have melted down in the Edens, but the mountain was still frozen solid, and as the witch’s body too had cooled, they were more than happy to return to the peak. Except the summit was not only cold, but abandoned, barely a trace left of the wolves who had vowed to fortify it. Of course, Apolline too had been gone for a full cycle of the moon, chasing visions with nothing to show for it, so they could hardly blame their other supposed pack mates. Still, it felt wrong to see the mountain unprotected; Never again! Whatever The God had planned, it would find the One-eyed Prophet here.   But the rest of the chosen? Were any even nearby? And were they still willing to pledge their allegiance, even without their leader? Apolline did not know, but they needed to find out; We have waited long enough! Whatever had called Paeryl away, however important of a task The God had for him, they still had a mission here, and they would carry it out, alone if they had to!   Turning from the desolate peak, Apolline spied another spike nearby, one they hadn’t seen before. Curious, they headed south towards the tower, but stopped in the slight valley between the two, where they we sheltered from the frigid winds whipping around the pinnacle. Here, they raised their head, letting out a long, powerful howl, calling to their comrades. It was not a command, not even a beckon really, more of a question; Are you still in? Thoughts ”Speech”

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Cynder may arrive after others as she’s not in a hurry.

She was constantly hungry now. Small game that she could catch began to be less of a game and more of necessity. Thoval had so ”eloquently” announced that the result of her little escapade will produce children. Another groan pulled itself from the sandy young woman at the though. She couldn’t be a mother. She would be terrible just like her own. There was nothing really she could do about it now but ride it out. That didn’t take the sting and dread away.

Lightly stained paws moved easily over the rocky terrain of the mountain. The chilling wind whipped past. She should’ve stayed here instead of descending into the valley. Then maybe she wouldn’t be in the predicament she was currently in. She made her way back to the peaks subconsciously seeking out more of her little band. The more wolves around the better the chances of survival of her brood. The pale agouti twin was not aware of this drive, nor would it necessarily help.

The witch’s voice rung out through the peaks calling to what was left of their little band. The question clear. Were they still in? Was she? The whole point was for Pae’s gods, now that he wasn’t here would they still continue the mission? If she were honest she’d do whatever Felyx wanted to do. Which very well maybe to stay, as their conversation had went a few weeks prior. She changed the trajectory of her path and began to make her way to where the witch called from. It wasn’t a summons so she wasn’t in any particular hurry to get there.

Sovanya had not wandered. Everyone else's absences were keenly felt as she seethed through her heat alone. When her once-family called, she uncoiled from what had once been Paeryl's perch and stalked toward the summons. Peach eyes burned as they regarded the self-described witch, practically another wolf completely from the one she'd been reared beside.

She didn't want to stay. Her gut told her there was nothing left for her here, just as her childhood self had instinctually known. Sova supposed she wanted to see, though. If there was anything still here that could soothe what had been riled, or if it was all gonna be just one more reason not to get attached in the first place. To an aspiration, to other wolves...