Panther Park Life of the Party

Roll: 6 - where odds = encounter with a kitty; evens = no kitty. 1 = sleepy kitty; 3 = playful kitty; 5 = grumpy kitty. @Léiriú

While she rarely felt fearful crossing through forests, a sense of unease had begun to settle at the pit of Valkyrie's stomach. The surrounding area seemed to be impossibly silent, the whole world still save for fluffy snowflakes falling gracefully to the ground. It had been cloudy all day, and although she figured it was late afternoon, it was difficult to tell, for the sun was thickly veiled, and time had seemed to stop the moment she had set foot among the towering sentinels of coniferous trees.

She picked her way delicately across the snow, her movements light and careful. Shoulders tensed, she remained on alert, tail tucked low, swaying near her pale hocks. It was not difficult to discern that some type of a predator lived in the area, although Valkyrie did not think that she smelled wolf in the air. Nonetheless, there was a notable shortage of prey animals. Even the birds seemed to have flown away, or else they remained uncharacteristically silent. Blowing out her cheeks in a little chuff of unease, the lone wolf continued on warily, trying to follow the safest path that would take her southward.