Permafrost Hollows dawn is a feeling

Lily was feeling good enough, at least, for small excursions outside the territory, these days. Her ankle had healed to the point where she could walk without much added effort, though a small limp would always remain, and running still pained her slightly. But she was going a little stir-crazy, even with the heady presence of Vilkas at her side, at Bracken Sanctuary. Everyone was wrapped up in their own drama; she needed to explore, to find new places.

She made her way slowly across the strip of valley between Broken Boulder and the compact mountain range, coming to a halt just outside the towering, icy peak, looking up with some wonder at its immense height. A bit tired after her voyage, Lily sat down, panting slightly from the heat, her dark pelt having soaked up every ray of sun it could possibly capture in her short time out in the open.

Eventually, she lay down near the entrance to some caverns, and although it intrigued her, Lily left it be, for now. She didn't have the energy to go wandering around in strange tunnels--just coming here had tuckered her out enough to deplete the curiosity from her, at least for now. Perhaps at another time, but for now, Lily was content to watch the sun climb in the sky, high and hot.