Inneia was gaping at what she saw as beautiful. A pond was completely frozen over, the grass sparkling with morning frost. The leaves of the trees appeared to have caught the frost on its venture to the ground. A smile pursed her lips and she knew that she would find no herbs that day. The frost would have killed them unless they had been properly stored. Most would see it as a travesty to lose such things, but she knew they would grow back in time. She found it hard to be mad at something that she saw as so beautiful.


She, regretfully, continued her walk away and back to her ventures. She had stopped to find some herbs that she could take with her, just in case they were needed. But having thought about it, she wouldn?t have been able to carry them around all day either. It was better that the frost had claimed them before she did. They would have gone to waste had she found them first. She continued on with a small bounce in her step. Just another day.

Everything that kills me makes me feel alive

?owyn took a deep breathe as she headed through the trees towards a pond nearby. The snow was almost constantly on the ground. Even in the season she was born in; summer. She guessed that is why they were called the snowfalls and so she pressed onward. Her paws crunching softly in the snow as the tawny girl held a smile to her muzzle. Her eyes narrowed as a harsh wind blew and bellowed her fur. She still pressed onward only to find another woman there. "Hello?" ?owyn called out softly to the female she saw. Weird markings were on the girls legs and it pressed ?o to wonder what they were.

However, she would not be rude and ask her. Instead she hoped to start in an intelligent loner. It was obvious the girls was a loner and the smell of flowers on her pelt led ?o to believe the woman was a healer. She was hoping that she was and since she was a loner she hoped the female had not a pack. ?o needed to continue to gather support for her mission.