slip slidin' away

Rhythm didn’t get out too much now that the winter’s hold was getting so strong, but when she woke that morning the day was beautiful. She had little pain and after a little of the salve that Iolaire had brought for her the old woman was ready for a day out. Feather accompanied her along with young Poem, she didn’t have to ask around too much to get someone to escort her. The young Destruction girl was off a little ways when Rhythm found herself in the nook.

The landscape was changed, not that Rhythm could tell with her sight. Fire again ravaged the land, much like it had in the beginning of the land’s life. The last eruption had created the redbud nook and it would rebirth again next year. The volcano managed to make a gentle incline that was both free of trees and covered in snow. Rhythm sighed softly as she reclined into the snow, the sun was shining and warmed her dark fur.

In general the ancient she wolf was happy these days, life wasn’t without its continued hardships though. Being in Abaven rejuvenated her spirits. Thinking of days gone by was much too easy though, especially at her advanced age. Rhythm had been through much and had seen a lot in her time. Life changed a lot over her twelve years and getting stuck in the past wasn’t difficult. She needed to have a little fun because sadness was easy to sink back into. She’d been a support pillar for her grandchildren with all the losses they endured, Rhythm felt like she was truly filling a purpose here. They needed her.

She smiled softly, tail curling around her hips. Thoughts of the past filled her head as she soaked up a bit of winter sun.

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