mountains and recreation

[Enyo]

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[attr="class","monlyrics"]the amazon

[attr="class","monbody"]her body takes her to a place that bears a resemblance to her homelands. she has always been at home on the rocks and crags of mountains. though large and seemingly lacking in dexterity, the massive brute of a lioness maneuvers over the sharp outcrops well. muscles ripple beneath her burgundy coat, hungry for activity from their time away from battle. enyo hasn't seen a fight since she left her clan, and she is all but itching to start one. what little impulse control she has seems to beg her pardon, if only for the time being.

such is why she's come here. she needs something to do - time to spend, energy to exert. the hulking creature climbs higher and higher along the spine of the mountain, occasionally chipping rocks under her substantial weight. gargantuan paws clip stone, sending smaller bits raining down. she delights at the sight and sound, how she crushes it under her paws. the subtlest hint of a grin dies under the promise of her signature teeth which jut out like twin swords.

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[attr="class","cred"]VEL OF PIXEL PERFECT

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[Sirona]

Sirona is not a small being by any means but she certainly paled against the gargantuan woman now scaling up the heights of the mountains. She has spent the better part of her day ascending to the very precipice on which she now loitered, peering down and across the new lands and identifying certain landmarks that she had known to be present. The advantages of being up high always provided more clarity. Her mind is still not entirely made up about this place - to stay or to keep moving. That was the ultimate question. Sirona had decided to give this place a few more days to test the waters, perhaps find a good reason to stay. Or a strong reason not to stay.

She is alerted to the other's presence when the clatter of rocks beneath her reach swivelling ears. Gingerly, the white figurine peers over the ledge and surveys the rather large individual scaling the mountain face, right below her. If her size alone wasn't enough of a sight, so were the large fangs that protruded from her top lip. Sirona certainly hopes that she hasn't made a big mistake by staying put when she should be fleeing. With a small tilt of her head, she calls out to the advancing woman, "Hello there."

Enyo