Batting at a fallen apple Birna took a brief pause in her morning walk to swat the apple and send it rolling across the Orchard. She grinned, bemused by the little trail through the frost it left behind. She was in good spirits, her skills in the siege earning her the official rank of Legionary, a true warrior of Imperium. While it was true that she set her sights even higher the bear woman was content to take a breather and bask in her step forward… as well as the warm autumn sunlight. The morning was a bit chilly but it would heat up quickly this far south. She imagined it would be a few more months before they actually saw snow.
Pawing at another apple, Birna gazed around her debating where she should send the next one flying.
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