Compendium Entry North: Himalayan
Central: Appalachian
South: Rockies

A mysterious set of mountain ranges sprawls across the the terrain, curiously flowing from one extreme to the next. In the south, temperate zones are split with canyons and cliffs. The central terrain is comprised of low mountains that appear blue in the distance. Toward the north are intense peaks taller than any have ever gone before. Many of the mountains and ranges are dotted with old bridges and mysterious ancient structures.

One day I'll be bigger,

Late Evening Partly Cloudy
Sybil needed.. Time away from Event Horizon. She wasn't sure if she was totally leaving, but in general the presence of the two family members caused a tension of unease. She knew that just being there made Kei on edge, as a usual that was within the Order. Not to mention as there was not a strong attachment to the group itself ; she felt it was appropriate to take but a leave of absence to truly decide.

She did like Kei, but there was always an underlying fear since the black dragon had crippled her leg moons ago, to the point of unhealing - and months of being in a dreadful state of uselessness in a pack that strives on a constant movement.. Though no one had told her then she was a burden, surely Sybil felt like one. She held a deep fear of returning to that state, to the point even though the calico was well-trained as a warrior, she no longer desired to partake in the role.

She wasn't the best anyway, not like Kei ; so it didn't hurt much to turn away from not only the role, but the group where she is.

Though forgiven, fear is not something to be replaced.

So for the time being.. She roamed, without a word to the others.

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He should have been headed back to Empyrean. Technically though, he was on his way back even with a little bit of lollygagging and the sky growing darker by the minute. He didn’t think anyone would notice if he slipped in a little later than usual, though generally he had been pretty good about not roaming too far. There was little sense in jeopardizing his freedoms while he had them, even if he was old enough to have his wits about him.

Things had been pretty lax anyway as the summer stretched on and as they had all settled and grown accustomed to how things were supposed to be—or at least how he perceived how they were supposed to be. Whatever worries there had been became background noise and while he and his siblings tried to suss out one another, Altair found that endless searching had turned up a lot of nothing. So far.

It had been part of what had drawn him out earlier in the day, but he had become caught up in the world around them. It was mystifying in its own right, and exploration was a difficult thing to avoid. His mother and father had taught him to investigate those nooks and crannies well and in turn, it had been a thing to stave off the disappointment that he had not quite turned up his siblings in full.

Rounding a bend on his course, he found that he wasn’t alone. Another wolf turned up ahead of him and for a moment caution was thrown to the wind as he honed in on her from behind; his eyes traced over the calico patterning of her body in a passing sliver of light from the dying sun, and off his lips he called out to her in a chuff with a wave of his tail.
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