No longer diseased

After the win against Cerberus [ though by an unfair advantage] nothing had really gotten her interest. Cataleya gave up her crown far to easily and just like that, meinx and all of the others lost their home. But perhaps it was for the best, the youth was beginning to grow far more ambitious and she no longer felt like Arcanum was for her. Her large crown would lift, scanning the area for anyone close by, but alas there was nothing. Her bulky frame would meander through the skeletal trees; big paws sinkinging into the snow. By now she had grown used to the winter, becoming rather fond of it as of late. A sigh would fall from her loose lips, before stopping in her travels, resting upon her haunches in utter boredom. The youths intoxicating scent was rather strong in the weeping woods, spending way to much time within them. An ear would swivel to the each side, her crown remaining perfectly still. The faint ruffling in the bushes didnt go unnoticed; but meinx felt as though t it didnt hold much importance or threat to bother checking what it may be. A hare, perhaps.