Wild Cherry Orchard i'm gonna buy this place & burn it down

Random Event: Heavy winds have left massive drifts in open areas. For @Saga only.

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As Woya continued and the orchard thinned, the topography of the snow and ice began to change. In the patchy clearings here and there, the wind had built the snow into large drifts, creating a series of high hills. Her eyes alit as an idea came to her, one that hopefully her small stature would assist in bringing to fruition. She bounded forward, thin paws punching through the icy crust with every stride, requiring more effort in each leap. The steeper the incline became, however, the thicker the frozen coating as it was exposed to the biting winds and sporadic sleeting. Eventually, she was able to stay atop the precipitation, and then finally, she was at the crest of one of the frozen waves.

"Booyah!" she barked out, tossing herself right back down. She flopped onto her side and kicked her legs into the air, sliding freely down the faux hillside with enough momentum to send her halfway up the next trough.

Giggles erupted from her pale frame and she sprang to action, climbing eagerly up the next drift to do it all again.

(This post was last modified: Feb 02, 2021, 08:41 PM by Woya.)

The wind had finally settled, at least a little bit, offering a much needed respite from the freezing temperatures. In an effort to stretch her legs before the next round inevitably began, Saga left the others behind, and took to patrolling the orchard. She was quick to note the new form the snow had taken, no longer blanketing the Earth in a level manner, but rather appearing like frozen waves in a lake. The woman sighed as a frown played at edges of her maw. Travelling would be more difficult now, and if the herds were to be driven out by such abysmal weather, then the small group would have no choice but to follow.

"Booyah!"

Startled, Saga's bright gaze flickered across the horizon in an attempt to pin down the noise, just catching the pale form of a wolf as it slid down the drift, and partially up the next. A curious smile fixed itself firmly across her features, and she began trudging her way towards the stranger.  "Can I try?"

(This post was last modified: Feb 02, 2021, 11:31 PM by Saga.)

Sága is currently travelling with Huddy, Aubine, Adelard, Rhaegara, Riven, Maugrim & Hrun

Woya heard footfalls across the brittle snow and slowed her ascent, brown eyes flicking over the landscape to find the wolf they carried. Belly full and body rested, without any possessions to lay claim to, she was in a far better mood than she had been the last few days. When her gaze found the larger woman, she felt no need to immediately push the other away or flee.

"I don't own 'em," she answered, amiably though her phrasing remained rough. That was just her, though of course strangers rarely understood.

She completed the last few strides that would bring her to the top of the icy drift she'd been climbing, then looked back again at her impromptu companion.

"Wanna see who goes down faster?"

(This post was last modified: Feb 26, 2021, 07:09 PM by Woya.)

Saga's eyes were bright as the woman spoke, allowing her access to use the drifts, though since they weren't really her's, the Tainn wasn't quite sure that she should call it allowing. Either way, she was excited to try something new, and perhaps meet someone who could tell her where her family and Hudson's were, but there would be time for that later. For now, it was all about the slopes.

The woman observed the stranger's technique as she approached, feeling quite confident enough in it's simplicity to accept the challenge. "It's on." Though her tone held a competitive twinge, her face held none, and the broad wag of her tail only amplified her playful state. Drifts were never this big near the springs, and since their little band had no idea where they were going, this might be Saga's only opportunity to try this out, and she had no intentions of wasting it.

Nearing the top, and positioning herself quite awkwardly beside her newfound companion so that she would have enough room to flop on her side, while also trying not to fall face first into the powdery snow below, she asked, "On three?"

Sága is currently travelling with Huddy, Aubine, Adelard, Rhaegara, Riven, Maugrim & Hrun

You smell the remains of an elk nearby. Enjoy your feast! +10 Health

Woya smirked with toothy glee as the other woman accepted her challenge. She waited for her to reach the peak and get in position, nodding to confirm the marker. Clearly, the Macieo had the advantage, as she already had one whole slide under her figurative belt. Not to mention...

"Just remember I'm built for speed, so don't feel too bad when you eat my snow."

The crooked grin across her muzzle as the quip was fired made it clear, or at least as clear as things could be to others when it came to Woya, that this was all in good fun. Regardless of whether or not the grayscale girl had a retort, the older wolf was ready for action and would fall into the count synchronously with her newfound sledding rival once the other began.

"One. Two. Three!"

As soon as the first syllable of the magic number hit her tongue Woya shot forward, all but flinging herself down the slope. She hit her side and bounced once, before beginning to spin. Laughter spilled from her black lips once more, and she didn't even get to see which of them made it to the bottom first.

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Saga smile grew at the woman's jest, and she was quick to fling back one of her own. "You only think you know speed, because you haven't seen me yet." The monochrome wolf waited—rather impatiently—for the count to end, much more intent on having fun than she was about winning the race.

On three, Saga shifted onto her side and lurched herself foreword. Even with the bounce, her lightly-colored companion beat her out of the gate, as the Tainn found out there might be a little bit of a learning curve to 'throwing' yourself down a snowbank. Her stomach did a funny little flutter on the way down, causing a bout of giggles to bubble up from her throat as she kicked her legs into the air so that she slid more on her back than her sides.

Coming to a halt at the bottom of the drift, Saga turned to her companion, who had clearly won the race. "It must have been the wind slowing me down." Another chuckle fell from her lips as she shot the stranger a conspiratorial glance that said she knew that it wasn't really the wind that caused her loss.

(This post was last modified: Mar 03, 2021, 10:41 AM by Saga.)

Sága is currently travelling with Huddy, Aubine, Adelard, Rhaegara, Riven, Maugrim & Hrun

Woya laughed readily at the other's joke.

"Yeah yeah," she remarked, hoisting herself back up onto her paws and shaking loose the powdered snow that had lodged itself in her fur on the way down.

"Whatever ya gotta tell yerself."

A wink was thrown, before she turned and began to head up the next slope. Only a few paces in she stopped, however, and promptly began to kick at the snow with her back paws, sending it in bursts at the other woman. Woya grinned over shoulder devilishly, braced to take off at a moment's notice. Should the stranger retaliate, the older wolf would unleash the zoomies.

Saga mirrored the woman as she stood to shake the snow from her monochrome coat. "I'll prove it to you this time. Now that the wind isn't blowing anymore." Bright eyes narrowed at the sky, as if she were shooting the air a dirty look for conspiring against her, before she turned to romp back up the slopes with her new companion.

Her gaze had been downcast when the first onslaught of snow peppered her in the face, so it was with mock offense that she looked up. "That's interference. I'm going to have to take that off of your score. Or better yet..." Then, without more than a mischievous smile as notice, Saga playfully launched herself towards to smaller wolf, intent on getting her revenge.

Sága is currently travelling with Huddy, Aubine, Adelard, Rhaegara, Riven, Maugrim & Hrun

Her attack hit it's mark, delighting the older woman to no end. That the other continued to play along only heightened her joy. It'd been too long since she'd last been able to relax and have fun without worrying about one thing or another, including whether or not she'd hit a nerve and gain her company's ire. So far, this girl was proving to be pretty cool.

Interference, eh? Woya stuck her tongue out at the other wolf's words, but sucked it back in and spun round in the powder as the grey woman cut herself off and shot forward. Hoping her agile legs would remain a match for the thick snow, she attempted to take off and get out of reach. This intent speed shot her over the dune's crest and back down the opposing slope. Things got too fast then, and her paws couldn't keep up; in a blink she was just another snowball, tumbling head over heels down the hill and laughing all the way.

So much for getting away smoothly.

(This post was last modified: Jun 11, 2021, 06:23 PM by Woya.)