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A place that was once said to be a home to giants, where seemingly intentional pathways are immeasurably large, and the streams are light. Waterfalls cascade around, and somewhere hidden in their mists is said the mountains had shaped it's way to what looks like that of a throne. Fallen stones and columns lay about, reminiscent of a time that none remember.
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Ears twitched to the sound of Ronan coming, but his eyes never strayed from the prize. Instead he froze solid, keeping his muscles and nerves under control as best he could. The elder came forth and crouched down beside him. Sitjariaq could feel his nose press ever so slightly against his own, helping direct him to the rabbit. There was a soft nod of the head, but keeping his eyes forward.
A rustle in the brush signaled the rabbit's location. The pup began his careful approach, keeping his body poised and ready. Each paw walked forward with a careful steadiness. A rock there, a twig over here. All of it carefully stepped over so as not to make a sound. A few feet away now from the target. But Sitjariaq would remain still, quiet. Not until it was time to make a move.