Two Rivers Isle it doesn't touch me

@Ehani here you gooo

Grey clouds hung a dismal curtain over the isle as she wove through what life had survived winter's cold grip - a smidge of tension still remained between herself and Raziel, but the snow empress could not bear to be apart from him; her heart belonged solely to the ex-assassin, no matter the tenebrosity of his thoughts. Her own skull was thick with negativity, with paralysing fears, but she would cling on to what she had while it lay within her grasp.

For now, the open air left her throat raw. A good feeling, amongst all this uncertainty.

This was a regular hunting spot for the Ice Queen, but today adrenaline did not course through her veins, and hunger did not burn at her stomach. She had given thanks to the prey having fallen into their bellies, and in turn the world had gifted her with a streak of luck amongst the difficult season, allowing the Shadewood wolves to thrive with bursting life. Life... new life could be amongst them, if all went to plan.

A blessing, truly.

Frosted air slipped from her lips, a sighing exhale before the ivoria moved onward, leaving a miniscule trail of prints in her wake.