sweet & stuttered breaths

The day had been... a lot. More than Hazel expected, and she'd already been expecting quite a bit. Sneaking a jar of clear liquor from Halo's stash, reminding herself that she didn't need to sneak anymore, and finally making her way out onto the beach seemed par for the course. It's the first time she's been able to sit, still and quiet, since waking this morning. Night had come on long ago, and most of the pack had settled in.

Gazing up quietly at the expanse of sky before her, the sky painted brilliant purples and greens. The aurora in full display. A pretty night, at least. Hazel sighed deeply as she took a sip of her liquor, stretched comfortably in the sand.
"Speech"