Enya had fallen into a new routine, she woke far before the sun, quenching her thirst at the lake before returning to her den awaiting her masters call. She had just returned from her duties, her paws took her towards her den, the sharp stones not even registering in her mind. Enya paced back and forth just outside the cave she claimed to be hers, her mind wandering to forgot places thinking of what to do. Boredom crept at her mind, until she let out a frustrated sigh and proceeded the flop to the ground near the entrance. Lying on her side, her tail flicking subconsciously as she waited for something to spark her interest...