Zola was happy that the winter had brought snow and cold to her in her new home. She had missed the everlasting winter in her ship regardless that she had stayed den-bound most of her puphood. She used to be so terrified of the outside world, always worried that Lian wouldn't come back or that there would be nothing she could do to help him. But she slowly adventured her way out of that ship and when it was time for her and Lian to run away, she was alone.
The trees here no longer bared fruit due to the freezing weather but the overgrown brush had a layer of ice surrounding every vine and leaf in this orchid. And it was beautiful. She ran around through the heavy trees, a chiming as a breeze blew through icicle branches. Excited with the snow and ice, she jumped through a tangle of vines and into what seemed like a secluded area, nothing but trunks and shrubbery surrounded her as she jumped and swung around. It was beautiful and she was beautiful.
