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It had whispered to them, calling the lovers towards the great expanse of land between the mountains of Northfall and Dawnbreak. An unknown landscape that Dal had only ever seen in glimpses up on the mountains. She never quite looked down as much as she looked out into the world. The spotted dove couldn't resist the summons; it pulled at her heart — something was out there, waiting for them. Though a pit swirled in her stomach, one she tried to ignore, what if it wasn't the runes that called them, but the purple snow? The gray clouds overhead grew thicker as they headed North, when previously, their date by the river had them scattered about. She prayed silently that they didn't hold the suffocating violet snow that Tibbi had talked about — and that she had seen atop the mountain, before they made their way down.

With hope guiding them both, and the small tinge of worry, she walked aside N​ó​ttin, barely letting their sides sway away from touching. She needed him as support, as curious as she was, she had a duty to be there for her love as well. She didn't want him to worry about her running ahead into the vast unknown. They'd already detoured their original path to Northfall for a voice whispering in the wind. A language she wouldn't have known if not for the translation, which seemed to unravel itself within her head.

I hope this is the right way. They were blindly following where the voice foretold; Dal trying to keep from slowing them down. She wanted to make sure they weren't missing anything — though it was hard to know what to look for when you didn't really know what to expect. Nonetheless, she kept her faith, following the way her heart pulled.

N​ó​ttin

It all came down to this: a whisper in the wind, a lead to something either terrible or wonderful. The pair had taken off from their original trail, leaving the lands of Northfall behind as they ran for the open expanse between the mountain ranges. N​ó​ttin kept Dalmatia close to him, making sure that she was always close in case anything was to go south. He would never be able to forgive himself if something happened to her.

But he had to support her in this journey, support her blooming confidence and eagerness to explore like all hell. Never had he seen this side of her, and it made him love her even more. It feels like it is. I don't know how, but something is telling me it's the right way. I can't get my heart to stop beating so hard. It feels like it's going to jump out of my chest. The Glacier almost put his paw to his chest, a grimace on his face for only a moment. Hard to know what to look for, so just keep your eyes peeled. No telling what on earth was waiting out here for them.