It had taken most of the afternoon to travel this far south, the early part of the day having been spent in the company of @Leotie by the two boys. As the sunlight waned and they approached the base of the mountain range's lowest leg, they had settled in for the night. The rocky ground offered up many shelters, and after picking out the perfect one the duo had curled up together, sharing each others heat to make it through the bitter dark. It was not the sun that woke him, but his internal clock, as the mountain's shadow would keep the light away for several hours after the orb had begun its unending ascent across the sky.
He'd nudged his friend awake, and again they set off, the pale Archer leading the way. He knew each step as if by heart, having made this trip several times now. When they crested onto the plateau, the traces were still there, like whispers from ghosts. Rather than glaring signs, it was simply something innate that told him wolves had once claimed this space. A resonance, seeping through the ice and the stones. And ahead...
His pale eyes transfixed on that ring of stones, have covered by drifted snow but visible all the same. His heart picked up pace, like a hummingbird caught in his chest and he couldn't help the wicked smile that crawl across his black lips.
"There."
(This post was last modified: Mar 07, 2017, 06:00 PM by Sven.)