Moonspear your thorn

Although it was beginning to ease off, Ame was still on the warpath when it came to the borderlands. The ground was still far too snowed over and frozen for her to even think about tidying up her den for the season, and neither was it near time for her to delegate herself to that kind of chore yet. When it wasn't too cold to get to on her nerves, she was often down the mountain instead, usually making those determined rounds or hunting on their lower reaches—as today, and as she had hoped by now to have caught herself a rabbit or two along the way.. she had nothing to show for her efforts in harassing the usual spots.

Wholly unimpressed with the situation that didn't have a fresh kill between her teeth right this instant, but eager to move forward past it and return to patrol, she went to go chase the taste of failed hunt from her mouth with cold creek water. Now with that done, feeling marginally better, she was looking to regain her momentum..

Huffing to herself, and tired of looking all at the snow piled heavy everywhere, she glanced skyward just to check for more of those flying black menaces that had worryingly made a habit of being around. When it checked out for now, reluctantly, she went back to peering tiredly at the cold scenery along the path. All she really wanted was something fresh to chew on to help soothe her burning anxious stomach. Spring needed to get here fast.