Princess of the Rising Sun

Aurore had cracked pads, they stung with every pawstep but she had to keep pushing forward. The exiled princess felt shamed but it didn't even put a bruise on her ego nor her strength. It was just another hurdle to jump through with caution and finesse. She let a deep breathe travel through her as she pushed forward into the cave to rest for the night. It was dark out and the moonlight was the only source of peace she had. She hated the dark, she didn't fear it, not even close, but she disliked it greatly because she felt it covered up the strongest of her senses.


The fallen warrior queen had dragged in a squirrel with her to munch on as a dinner before she was to find herself in a peaceful slumber for the night so she might travel in the morning. She then inhaled softly through her nose as she went through her fur, smoothing it out after a long days travel and making sure there were no burrs or anything of the sort. A small yawn from her muzzle as she gave a small burp from her meal and let her dark gray and brown head rested on her light brown and creme paws. Her piercing amber eyes looked out the den with a small smile on her muzzle. Would anyone dare disturb her?