Ice Mountain

The Ice Mountain is much smaller than Wolf Mountain, yet climbing up it is far more difficult and shouldn't be attempted in winter. Some creatures collect the shiny stones at the peak of this mountain for necklaces.

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As Sol joined him, the brute could tell she was fairly displeased with him. He couldn't say he felt to bad about it, he saved a life and Sol would be over it quick enough once she heard the full story. His own nose took in the scent of the pup and there was no mistaking it, it was similar to his own, it was Rapier. Tomahawk looked up the cliff, Rapier had gone and Tomahawk his chance to kill the bas-ard. His tail gave a flick and he supressed a growl letting his eyes drift back to the pup.

Sol didn't miss a step, at her comment Tomahawk shook his head, it wasn't the time to play with him despite him knowing she was kidding he felt a bit annoyed. "Yeah we did so be quiet and hold still for a moment why I figure out what I want to do with you." He looked over the pup the gash was indeed deep and Tomahawk closed his eyes for a moment listening to Sol talk about some healing plant.

"That's not nessicary... I can close it, still have a scar but he won't bleed to death." Taking a deep breath he closed his eyes. Yellow tendrils of energy went over the wound closing it up but still leaving a sizable scar in its place. The tri-colored brute gave a large exhale. The energy loss was great, never having preformed the heal blessing before he was shocked that creatures actually did this for a living and lived threw it. "There all better." Tomahawk mumbled his gold eyes moving to Sol, "Lot faster were on earth did you expect to find ginger up here?" he chuckled lightly.

Claymore just listened to the adults chatter on the inside her was growling wildly he just wanted to leave, or die.. which ever came first. At the fem's mention of sibling rivalry Clay's crimson eyes narrowed and his tail gave a weak lash of annoyance. That brute wasn't his brother... he didn't have any brothers. Claymore's nose gave a little sniff to see what they were talking about but all he could smell was blood, his blood. Good maybe he would die.

As they began to examine him he struggled to shrug off any treatment they could do but then "Toma" As he was called sat next to him, just sat there. All the pain vanished in a few moments and Claymore felt instantly better but the brute beside him sure didn't seem like he was doing good now. Clay quickly rolled up on his four paws, stumbling for a minute with the blood loss and looked up at the tall fem. He raised his tail and lowered his head like in a little fight position. "If I wanted to be saved I would have asked for it!" Clay snapped at her they eyes shot over to Tomahawk who was just looking at him, like he was going to laugh. Wheeling about so he could look to see if Rapier was still watching... he was gone, his eyes went to Tomahawk who seemed to have joined him in that thought. "Who are you? Why did you save me!?" The mostly white pup snapped at the pair of them fur raised making him look more like a mean huggable teddy bear than actually threatening.

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