Two Rivers Isle slow it down, release control

@Sanguinus tracker specialty 3/10 - studying squirrel behaviour

With what had occured between herself and Raziel, the depths of the shadewood felt almost like a prison. Within the looming trees and stretches of dazzling water, the family lingered; busy creatures, intend on staking claim over the land which all of them had labelled home - sometimes, home wasn't where she wanted to be. Today felt like a good day to avoid people, and so the ice queen set off to the land in which she'd aided in taking down an elk alongside... alongside her king and the monochrome male, Issun. 

It was a place plentiful of wildlife, even with winter's chill.

A hollowed out tree met the cerulean orbs of her vision, a scatter of crimson staining the frozen earth beneath her paws - something had visited this particular residence only a scratch of time before herself, and the evidence was clear to witness. Determined for an excuse to linger away from the territory (where the humming in her mind seemed driven to scream), her leathery nose found entrance into the old den of a squirrel; only to blink in baffled observation. She'd seen this before... but it had not registered in her mind, too busy with other tasks to notice - the creature that had lived here had organised nuts into categories. Quality, variety... perhaps even a small pile of the favoured nuts, too. It was peculiar...

But even more peculiar would be if someone came across the empress now - face blocked by the tree's bulk and muzzle stuck deep into a hole in the trunk.