Art: Chutkat

A scene from Falcon's backstory:

"The cave was only temporary to suit my needs of solitude. I grew tired of seeing the same sights for nearly a century, give or take a few decades, but I could not leave my dwelling for others to find, so I had to do away with it, because I did acquire some material possessions that could not make the move with me.
On an adjacent cliff, I stood and looked at the cave’s entrance. Few notable memories lie within those moist walls. What I had learned from myself was invaluable, but the time spent was no more noteworthy than one remembering when one removed a hangnail. The sun was peeking from yonder mountains’ edge, which cast rays of warm morning light on the valley below, giving a feeling of renewal.
Within my mind, I looked back at my meditation and remembered my discoveries. Tearing apart a mountain peice by peice would take a lifetime, but resonating the rock at the right frequency and volume would only take minutes. I paused for a moment to collect my thoughts, then took a deep breath. I summon of ferocious power. My body glowed as it altered itself to the task. From my maw came a booming wordless voice that lifted pebbles from near my feet as it shook the ground beneath my paws. Waves of energy blasted against the cave walls. Chunks of rock and snow avalanche into the treeline below. I leveled the cave, mountainside, and all evidence of me being there. The once white, gray, and green skyline was now a pile of large rocks. It pained me to see nature altered, but nature would take its course to correct what little dent I put in its side. To assure there was no collateral damage, I had made sure to clear the area of wildlife beforehand with a preemptive hum."