As a pup, although not really able to understand seasons at that point, Emer had decided that Autumn was her favourite time of year. It had mostly been the colours really, the fact that the trees had begun to look a little like her. These days she was barely able to recall those fond memories clearly though there was a part of her that couldn't help but still agree with her youth. The early days of autumn were certainly pleasant, the leaves starting to change and the weather retaining some of that summer warmth, fighting away the frost that winter would soon bring.
Although Autumn was well and truly here now, Emerald Valley certainly didn't show much sign of acknowledging that fact, still living up to its name. The weather had of course cooled, not that Emer was familiar enough with Alacritis to really comment upon that fact, but in the grassy valley, the various browns of her coat certainly stood out far more than they would in woodland areas. There was no need to try and hide this afternoon though, her stomach was still full from her recent meal and peaceful was a perfectly suitable word to describe her surroundings at the moment.
On she moved through the grasses, her only care currently in avoiding stepping too close to the borders of the nearest pack, its lands very close. She had almost panicked for a moment, believing she may had trespassed upon catching the strong scent earlier, though had soon discovered she had been mistaken and simply ensured to move in the opposite direction of those boundaries, her current path now walking her along the edge of the winding river.
