Sunbeam Lair rosettes

ooc: hoping for a wild @Chaska or @Anouke because both of you guys wanted threads, I'm good with either or both <3

the native was near the entrance of the lair, sitting next to a rather large stone that towered over her, perhaps because the stone actually curled inward and became part of the ceiling, so it really wasn't a stone at all and more of a wall instead. whatever it was, shikoba liked it, she was leaning on it just a bit while the warm breezes of spring blew into the lair every now and then and ruffled her fur. the scarred woman breathed it in gently, enjoying the scent of sweet flowers and dew.

her plume was curled up against her paws as her cupped ears were fixed forward, golden eyes frosty and sharp, looking forward for any immediate danger that could threaten her tribe. it was a routine for her now, to go and sit at the entrance every other day while she made her border patrol rounds. it was clockwork for her, very simple and easy clockwork that kept her head and body in shape while making sure she kept her position as gokenin.