[B] Green Through the Snow (Roaring Pines x ??)

[cashmeresky]

Roaring Pines cautiously made his way down the mountain, making sure that no one could trace his steps through the snow to his mountain home. That meant taking the rockier routes, which were quite slippery, but the alternative was worse. No one was to disturb his tribe’s peaceful life.

He walked down until he saw green peeking through the thinning layer of snow. It was a sight that was expected this time of year, just like lambs, but never his. At least not yet. He kept walking until there was more grass than snow underfoot, and looked around. Pines had no idea who he was looking for, he just knew he would know when he saw them.

[Ruriska]

Swarm hadn’t returned to the mountains since the journey to the shattered obelisk. That trip had been more than enough and she had settled back into the swamp with a newfound respect for her home. The mountains had been far too cold and the aura of violence that had radiated from the obelisk had made her skin crawl.

But that had been a long time ago now, the mountains were peaceful again. Eventually the MotherFather was bound to send her there again and today was the day. It was a long trip (she wasn’t a fan of the obelisks) and finally where the grass began showing patches of snow, the mountains looming above her, she found what she was looking for.

To the Totoma buck, the approaching mare couldn’t be anything else. There was a shadow ever present, a wasp form that seemed constantly on the verge of taking over.

[cashmeresky]

Roaring Pines squinted at the uncertain form approaching him. He hadn’t seen many Kimeti before, but he was almost sure that’s what the figure was. Even so, he had never seen one with wings before, or were they wings? Was he just seeing things?

Carefully making his way over, Pines offered a greeting, “Hello, are you the ascended who provides blessings for lambs?”

He was still trying to figure her out. She was definitely a Kimeti doe, but with insect features that flickered in and out of his ability to determine what she really was. He maintained a respectful distance and tried not to squint too much.

[Ruriska]

“I am,” she replied.

Her presence was intense but not entirely unfriendly. Simply alien and impossible to read. There was clearly no malice in her gaze as she waited with wasp-like patience for him to decide what he wanted. Not that she’d made that clear that’s what she was waiting for but she expected that in her silence, he would eventually stumble upon the right words. Most kin did.