Lost Creek Hollow girl you party all the time

it'd been a long day of nothing. well, something-- walking-- but corinna hadn't done anything worthwhile, done nothing memorable. as time passed, this day would quickly fade into the others-- a series of days into one memory-- just some journey she'd taken when she was old enough to fend for herself. this moment, this day, would never stick out to her.

she'd found herself in a wooded area by late evening, the winter sun dipping below the horizon and leaving the sky with nothing more than an amber glow at it's very base-- the rest of the sky a deep purple faded up to a it's usual suffocating darkness. not that she could see much of it now anyway, what with the trees and whatever foliage survived the season. pieces of it poked out between branches, but corinna wasn't staring up anyhow.

a soft crunch of snow beneath her paws was all she could hear, and she walked along with her ears pricked, a small puff of air visibly escaping every time she breathed out... crunch... crunch... crunch...