Who says I'm grumpy?

Getting here had been a freakin' pain in the ass. Like, Cael knew there were packs settling in around here, but holy shit did there have to be like three, border-to border, making a big ol' fricken line across the middle of the south. How was she supposed to get anywhere fast?? Scowling, she stomped across the icy ground towards the river she'd only just noticed. She was on her way home from island hopping but she'd taken a detour when she came to realize that getting around all these borders was going to require a bit more of her time than she'd expected when she bumped into the first one. Fowl mood on full display, she sat by the water with a huff.

Great. And how was she supposed to cross this in winter? She'd probably freeze her ass off. Even though the edges were frozen, she doubted any of the ice was thick enough to hold her. That water was probably freezing cold too. Taking a moment to sit and think, she came to the conclusion that everything was stupid. Her compass had almost gotten stolen by a seagull before too. Not a great day, or week really.