event: portal four | the mountain

[mayfield_mods]

The fourth portal, as might be expected, can be found atop the hill known as Makeout Point. The other side of the portal isn't altogether that much different from the side you're entering from, save for the thicker trees and somewhat darker lighting.

The other side of the portal is significantly colder than the Mayfield side; frost covers the ground, and although it's not quite freezing, you'll want to bundle up. A glance at the sky reveals what you might have been dreading: glitch holes, in varying size, litter the skyline. The sun is hidden behind a set of thick clouds, creating a melancholy atmosphere.

The landscape around you is relatively flat, and you can't see too far beyond the forest ahead of you. It isn't until you turn around, facing the portal that you entered from, that you see the rising slope of the ground. The mountain rises high, higher than you can see from its base. There's a rough, primitive path heading up its slope, and for now simply hiking will be sufficient. As you get further, however, simply walking won't be enough: you're going to have to climb...

Somewhere, closer than you might prefer, a single wolf howls, and is shortly joined by more.

Better get moving.

Comments

[wolfishsurvivalist]

As crazy as the rest of us, I'm afraid.

[Mika just shrugs, then leans in to whisper something to the other girl.]

Which means we're all doomed~!

[spitefulvitae]

Too much time in captivity makes animals crack up...

[...somehow, the "let's be spooky and pessimistic" thing isn't nearly as endearing when someone else is doing it. Natalie wrinkles her nose and huffs.]

...right. Right.

[wolfishsurvivalist]

Tell me about it.

[At the dull reaction, Mika's cheeks puffed out before she huffed, shaking her head.]

Oh come on, and here I thought my "ooohhh, spooky~" voice was top notch. You're a tough audience.

[spitefulvitae]

Usually I'm the one making with the "ooooh, spooooooky~" voices. I'm suited to it. It's my niche.

[She gives a prissy little huff, and tries to hold a frown... but she eventually has to turn her head away to let out another snort of a laugh.]

...I'm Natalie. Who're you?

[wolfishsurvivalist]

Ohhhh, well excuuuuuuuuse me, Princess.

[She couldn't help but grin, chuckling a little.]

I'm Mika Whitepaws, sad to say. And a little worse for wear.

[spitefulvitae]

Cute. [For both the response and the name. She smiling now, as they continue along.]

Are you saying your name's an unfortunate one? Or was I unlucky to run into you?

[There's a little caution in her tone. Weren't werewolves bad news? ...but she hadn't actually ever met a werewolf and didn't know for sure if this girl was a werewolf or just... fuzzy....]

[wolfishsurvivalist]

Well, considering my luck? It might as well be cursed. Also it might be catching, so just a warning.

[She gives her another smirk, shrugging ruefully at her own horrible luck as she trudges along.]

But from my experiences, you should be fine. Only one who catches it is me.

[mayfield_mods]

This is suddenly happening!