She was filled with pride, though she was also vary scared. Her sons had stepped it up, Tyranis had formed a pack and claimed land. She was vary happy for her son, but yet she had fears of what could happen. He was out in the open now and if anyone wished they could challenge him, hurt him, or even worse kill him. Though if he didn't make any enemies who would want to hurt him. So she suppressed her fears and tried to focus on the happiness of this change. Now that Ty had secured a location she had begun to make herself at home, though securing a nice location was difficult. There was a lot of factors to put into finding the right spot, but right now she had settled on attempting to find a few last minute herbs and trinkets if she could.
She didn't go far from the new territory, one territory over, but as soon as she moved into it she was beginning to regret it. She started off by stubbing her tow into a rock, then scraping the bottom of her pad over dull glass. After this she began to move more slower, more careful, with her head to the ground to help her navigate and work her way through the more dangerous territory. From the short couple of days in the North it made her winter coat kick into gear, preparing the petite women for harsh winter. It wouldn't be long before winter was full blown, but for now she was alright with the light snows the north was bringing. It was easing her into winter.
She was hoping to find a few things that would be useful to her in her new home, perhaps even a few carcasses to take the hide from so that she could line her soon to be found cave with warm furs. She had a lot to do before winter settled in and she was fearful that she would not get it all completed, but she was trying to do her best in the new territories.
"Storm Talk", & 'Storm Think'
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