Chimera Fields on the road again

The day was getting warmer, even though the weather had been fairer, as of late. As far as Day was concerned, things could just skip straight into winter. He'd never liked the heat, and he liked it even less now that he'd found himself in a warmer climate.

Lucky he lived on a mountain.

Such musings took up much of his attention as he walked, so much that he did not, at first, notice the pale wraith with which he shared the fields. It was not until she was merely upon him that he noticed her, and his steps fell short even as she seemed to barrel toward him.

For one fleeting moment, Day remembered assuring Steady that no one would bother him - why would they, after all? He didn't plan to tresspass and would sooner avoid wolves altogther than try and start a fight. It appeared, though, that it was not to be.

Getting himself out of the way, Day nevertheless prepared himself for a fight, should one come to him.