Slowly Bevroren was rebuilding, it wasn't at the strength Glaciem had been in its prime, though even Talvi couldn't recall such an era, too young to have experienced Isardis' reign before his illness and infection had taken hold of him, before her mother had departed from his side as Queen only to get herself pregnant and that would be the start of Talvi's life.
The Leraar rarely took time away from her pack, aside from meeting with her half siblings. Every now and then however she would take a break for herself, whether to travel to the battlefield or simply roam the area. Long ago she had banished the idea of searching for her litter mates, all three of them had vanished now slipped away from her life much in the same way her mother had. Even if they were to return, it was unlikely they'd be greeted with the warmth they once had.
Her travels had taken her to the waterfall that day. Her climb had begun earlier in the day and now she settled herself upon it's peak. The sky was getting darker, the Summer had been stolen away and Autumn was clearly settling in to shorten the days. She would mentally curse herself now, foolish for not ascending earlier still in time to climb back down. This certainly wasn't as cold as the weather would get though it would certainly be cooler come night and now she had nowhere to shelter or keep herself warm. It was fortunate at least she was used to the Northern weather, but that didn't make this situation any less stupid.
