LOVELY NIGHT / open

[ATBASH CIPHER.]

ATBASH CIPHER

i know i should stop believing
i know there's no retrieving

Snowbounders were probably naturally small and frail, due to the tribe's terrain. Being in a tundra, it meant prey was going to be hard to come by even in the summer. Of course, in the winter, it got worse, but Snowbound was able to manage. In addition to the territory there were natural, feral predators, as Tamaghna soon figured out. Atbash had heard about the three new joiners from words of her tribe and growls among The Pitt, but she was glad to see the tribe thriving despite what was going on right now. More people meant more fighters to gain back control.

Hearing Tamaghna cry out, Atbash immediately got to her paws as quickly as she could without falling over and stumbled out of the medicine den, her ears pricked as she scanned the village for the source of the person that yelled. "Wh-what happened?" She stammered out, concern clear in her voice as she scanned the wound over Tamaghna's body.

bio | female | hailcaller [leader] of snowbound

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