Hell of a day to relax

The west was where she belonged, no doubt about it. Her body was made for the heat, which meant that while winter raged in other surrounding lands Echo was drawn to the sands of the west like a moth to flame. She hadn't exactly done much as of late, but hey, enjoying her newfound freedom was a thing, right? Maybe not something productive or useful, but at least she was taking time to really appreciate not being stuck under anybody's thumb anymore. Here she could wander where she pleased all on her own, she could hunt, whatever her heart desired! It was great!

It was also getting a little bit... lonely as of late. She'd hung around that Pyre guy a time or two, but she didn't really know anybody else or have anyone to chat with. So she was here, lounging in the sandy pit of a dried up river bed waiting for something to happen. After laying there for a good long while Echo lifted her head, glancing around to see if any other wolves or maybe some prey might come by. Nope, nothing. Gawd this was boring.