Northstar Vale jump around in froggy style

As the season wore on, Saena's moods went through replaying loops. Sometimes she was aggressive, sometimes she was down, and sometimes she was downright giddy. She knew it was just the winter season, having been through it before, but still, she wished at times it would stop. She'd never been a particularly stable individual, but she at least had a constant mood before. Now, it felt like she could wake up on any side of the bed at any time, and the unpredictability was wearing.

Today was a good day, though. Today, Saena was giddy and playful. She'd goaded Dagfinn into several rounds of jaw sparring, and even tried to press Tryphon into a game of chase, though the pack's proverbial Eeyore hadn't taken her up on it. She'd spent a little time with Indra chasing a bunny through the trees, and returned to the pack with nothing to show for it. Warbone was too stoic currently for her mood and was still in the phase of showing disinterest in her, so she sought out someone else. Someone fresh and new.

Dragon had been with the pack only a short time, but in that time, she came to know he was a bit of a glutton and yet a proficient hunter. She would, in time, add him to her team of hunters that ranged far and wide in the pack's vicinity in search of food. But right now, the blue-grey pirate was sprawled out on the snow, and Saena approached very quickly, almost feline in her behaviour, as she jabbed out a paw to poke him playfully in the ribs.