Sunday Morning made it through and past the mountain without incident. Though the Peak had been cool in temperature, the Grotto harbored ample warmth even once the sun went down. Sunday much preferred cooler climates, though could appreciate these temps when she felt as sore as she did from the days of nonstop traveling. As a hunter, she was used to such... though this was the longest she had traveled for in her life thus far.
The pale wolf sought a place to bed for the night that was both obscured and safe. She had done a good job at this, with the exception of a few times when she had to move out due to a greater predator lurking too close for comfort. Without a pack, she had far less security; her self-preservation ran strong. Though she was a bit tired, she had enough energy to have her wits about her during her search.
Sunday Morning found it, and slept peacefully that night, undisturbed. When she awoke, a change had overcome her... though for her own part, she only felt as though she had awoken on the wrong side of the bed.
The pale wolf sought a place to bed for the night that was both obscured and safe. She had done a good job at this, with the exception of a few times when she had to move out due to a greater predator lurking too close for comfort. Without a pack, she had far less security; her self-preservation ran strong. Though she was a bit tired, she had enough energy to have her wits about her during her search.
Sunday Morning found it, and slept peacefully that night, undisturbed. When she awoke, a change had overcome her... though for her own part, she only felt as though she had awoken on the wrong side of the bed.
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