Scorching heat, icy nights

Misha walked down a slope, leading to a beautiful river with large boulders surrounding around it. Misha was a bit tired, having walked here from other Rogue territories. Though, she liked traveling and exploring, because it gave her the chance to see all of the beautiful scenery and meet different kinds of wolves. She trotted over to a solitary boulder just perfect for her small size and jumped on top of it. Assuming she was alone, she splayed out on the boulder, closing her eyes in soft bliss and resting her head against her paws. She yawned and finally grew tired enough to fall under the spell of sleep.