Sex: FemaleShe liked to think that no one knew the mountain better than her, for most of her time was spent exploring the rugged terrain and familiarizing herself with it. Occasionally she accompanied her parents on patrols, shadowing them and adopting their quick, nimble movements, but she was never opposed to spending time on her own. Plus, when she was in the company of her parents she couldn’t sneak off to find hiding places or follow a particular trail. Sometimes, but not always. For the most part the scarlet Archer tried to be a good girl, otherwise she wouldn’t be allowed on her little excursions. Or she would have to have one of the older Aurora wolves following her. Yuck!
Revon set off into the snow-dusted mountain with the intention of sticking close to the borders. A few miles, give or take, but within running distance. Just in case. The snow made her a little leery, as she was still getting familiar with the frigid substance, and she didn’t trust how it gave away, without warning, beneath her feet. More than once she face-planted into the snow, a low grumble rolling out from deep within her chest, her paws scrambling in frustration. She had been much more fond of the summer. Determined, the firefox continued forward, pushing through the snow and forging a new path. She wasn’t looking for anything in particular, or anyone, just stretching her legs. The snow made it not only difficult to walk, but it also hindered any attempts at finding secret spots. Which only added to her frustration.
But she wouldn’t let that dampen her spirits, or deter her from exploring. A real mountain wolf could preserver during any kind of weather. Revon Archer wasn’t going to let a little snow defeat her.