Wretched silver crept from shadow to shadow, light feet kept her quick and quiet; a red-eyed wraith making her way through the mountains, down into this cavern.

Here, the winter snow did not bury the land, the cavern kept everything moist and warm, growing as if spring had just begun. Oh! Her little heart pattered in her chest with delight. Shame it was such a bloody far walk, she paused to shake a paw out, sore and cracked from the trek; she was so tunnel visioned that the ache only set in now that she'd stopped. Pale jaws cracked open to unleash a groan, pitched and dramatic, echoing off the cavern walls as she tossed her head back.

When her display was finished, she would continue on unaffected, eyes scrying over the plant life, discerning the useful from the useless.

A fine enough challenge, but oh she ached for more. She wanted to fix something, not simply stockpile—even if it was the most pressing of her duties right now. Envy had never let herself be limited. Sharp, tattered ears failed to take in her surroundings, her mind too busy running a mile a minute. Nasty habit of hers, it was a wonder she didn't end up in worse situations.

Envy worked meticulously to unearth a patch of creeping thyme from the cave floor, crafty claws digging into soil, carefully avoiding the puncture of precious stems, not that there wasn't plenty to go around, but Envy took pride in her work and so, worked to avoid even the smallest of mistakes.

So zoned in she had been, she had scarce noticed the presence of another until she caught the staring figure out of the corner of blood-red eyes. Like a cat being startled, Envy gave a half-scramble as she turned around, tattered ears pinned back and hackles raised and crooked tail thrashing. God! Like what ya see creep?

Envy let her head fall to the side as wide, red eyes ogled every bit that there was to the larger woman, peeling her apart with her eyes alone. Dark and yet flame-streaked, the white of winter snow mingling with each hue. Envy gave a brief shake, regaining her bearings, scrappy fur resisted her attempts to smooth it back.

Well. She huffed as she stood and let light feet carry her closer, closer, closer, enough to invasively sniff at the side of the other, undaunted and woefully confident in her stride. M' not who you thought I was. Happy now? She mused, leering in before circling around her and coming back to the front.

For a moment, Envy stood where she was, let the silence drag on as her crooked tail fell down to sit still at the backs of her legs, stared blankly while the gears of her mind worked to

Did they meet before? Had Envy perhaps been someone kinder, she might've felt some embarrassment for forgetting that she'd met someone... Well ya must not'a been memorable. She shrugged once her moment of blank stare met its end.

Wait! She had never even been to this cave before. LIAR! Or perhaps some confused, deranged woman. Envy pulled back, narrowed her eyes and paced on light feet. If you remember me, you also know my name, then, right? I am exactly who you though I am?

Guess wisely, flame-stoked wolf. It was a simple game but fun enough to keep her attention.

Taunting, wide, red eyes narrowed to slits in an instant, sharp ears flattened back in suspicion as the stranger took her guess, and it was unsettlingly... correct? ...S'a funny coincidence, then She chuffed and then stepped closer, no boldness spared with this one. But I still think you're mixin' me up with someone. This is the first I've come here.

She sat casually back onto her haunches and faced the inside of the cave, eyes roving over the trove, growing in defiance to the season that lingered just outside, a look of giddy excitement flickering across her expression. Like a kid in a candy store; her passion was palpable.