Moonspear natsukashii

The snows had come in fierce and heavy. She'd gathered up those she could and tucked her brood into a small cave lower in the elevations. It had been her go-to spot after the ice had gotten problematic enough further up the slopes, and this way, it was somewhat easier to make her way to the borderlands to patrol and scavenge fallen prey whenever she was able -- even if staying this low down this often was not really her ideal. Especially not when she had enough else to concern herself with.

After a long, cold restless night, she'd arisen late in the morning (pushing afternoon, honestly) and went to shaking some of the drifted snow out of the way of the small cave's door first. Next, she squinted out into the brightness of it all with a deepening frown. Just about as cold as the day prior, but at least the snows had slowed since the big storm. Maybe, with overhead clouds looking hopeful to break up, they'd see clear skies again soon. She was feeling tired of being so cooped up, and had a good feeling this was not letting her scouting comrades cover much ground either.

Needing a gait with excessive motion to navigate the deep snows, she set out towards the lowest elevations of the mountain's tangled woods to burn her energy before the cold started to set in for nighttime once more.