Blackfeather Woods Charge Up The Mountain

It was a calm day. At least for Karliah. She had found a den big enough for her, and had been busy filling it with furs. She had decided after hunting for an entire day, she deserves some resting time. She had made her way to a small stream near her den, and layed down enjoying the sound the water made as it crashed against the small pebbles in the stream. She closed her eyes and slept dreaming about what her life would be like in the future. The pale female dreamt of being a theif and stealing others riches, and then of being a queen and finally an assassin. Her dreams turned to nightmares and before she knew it she was awake and taking deep breaths trying to calm herself. She took it as a sign. A sign that no matter what the she did, everything that made her happy was destroyed.