East Side, West Side, Best Side

Winter had taken a break from the festival to find some quiet time on her own. She felt a bit uncomfortable among so many wolves, mostly because a lot of them appeared normal compared to her. She had yet to learn to be graceful with her oversized cat-like paws, and each step was still sort of clumsy since she always seemed to try and mimic how the normal pawed wolves walked. The alabaster princess walked beneath the trees, the sound of birds and squirrels scattering not fully capturing her attention since she assumed it was because of her presence. Even when she glanced up, she didn't notice the other creature lying somewhere in the trees. And when the birds started to return to their perches, she looked up again as she thought about maybe trying to hunt a bird. Would it be easy? Or hard? She was still having trouble hunting game on the ground, so maybe it wasn't a good idea to climb trees on unsteady feet to go after birds...huffing, she lashed a forepaw out at a tree in frustration, her claws leaving shallow dents in the bark.