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Mæva worked her way west as she tried to get a sense of the regions near where they'd be staying. She slipped down into a gulley that surprised her with the lush plant life that was still growing despite the season turning into winter. She found herself wondering if they'd get snow this far south. It was windy and chilly today and it wouldn't surprise her if in the coming days and weeks the temperature dropped to a point it killed off all the plant life. That would be a shame. Maybe she could pick some flowers or something for her dad? She snickered to herself then froze and looked around.

The birds had gone quiet. Her ears flicked forward and back. Something lunged for her and she scrambled to the side as a mountain lion's claws sliced across her left shoulder. She yelped in pain and surprise, quickly turning to face the cat.