Asvor's mood hadn't brightened much from the journey south. Even with winter's arrival just around the corner, it was hard to feel overly cheery at all. The further south they went, the less and less things started to feel like home. Even in the midst of winter, in the worst of the winter storms, she was certain this place would never feel like the northern forests of her youth. That knowledge soured her mood, making the already quite difficult task of adjusting to live in Legion's new packlands that much more difficult. At least there was a slight chill in the air, and while that should've cheered her up it simply made her feel vaguely less annoyed. She stood at the edge of one of the strange structures that inhabited these lands, watchinf as her breath went up smoke in front of her nose. The grass was tipped with frost, which she knew would surely melt by the time the sun fully rose in the sky, so she intended to take full advantage of the cold late autumn morning.
Perhaps unlike Valdis, she hadn't spent much time preparing for winter. Perhaps she was being overly nonchalant about things, but she doubted winter would be something she couldn't handle without prior planning. Her cockiness would most likely be her downfall, but she was preoccupied with sulking over the pack's move to worry about the effects of being ill-prepared. The truth was, she hadn't even found a proper den site; the various crumbling structures here and there seemed to be as good a place as any to hunker down to sleep, though she supposed she really ought to find something more permanent. Maybe actually digging out a den to properly store her herbs might help her sour mood, but she was content to pretend that nothing in the world would help - at least for now.
Asvor found herself huffing softly as she wandered, though finding a hint of Valdis's scent temporarily brightened her mood. She hadn't exactly been eager to join the rest of the pack here, though she hoped she'd hidden her wariness from Valdis. It was weird to feel as though settling here had partially been because she wanted to be near the other woman, but the feeling was hard to shake, even if she wasn't quite ready to admit it out loud. Hoping to distract herself, she trailed after the familiar scent, and a smile played on her features once Valdis came into view. Was that her den behind her? Asvor found herself eyeing it from a distance. "How are these new lands treating you so far?" Hopefully her answer was better than Asvor's honest one might be.
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