The Heartwood this opportunity's mine

I'm gonna pretend this is before Ptarmigan murders Jinx and challenges OS' leadership! She technically belongs to Stavanger Bay in this thread.

A heavy, gusting wind swept the plains of the flatlands, sending the small Endore woman running in search of adequate shelter. The grass whipped against her flanks harshly enough that it ought to have been made of stingers rather than foliage, and dark clouds hunched ominously over the plains. She was naturally and instinctually afraid of bad weather, and all her alarms were going off as she broke from the foothills and moved further south.

By the time she reached the splendid deciduous forest in the centre of Great Bear Wilderness, the weather had mellowed out and the wind was lighter, yet more persistent. Ptarmigan slowed in the cover of the forest, pausing with her side pressed against a tall oak, and as she turned her head to survey her surroundings, she spotted a silhouette through the trees.

The small female preened her ears forward, nostrils quivering in search of any scent, but it seemed the wind favoured Leon that day, and all she could smell was the characteristic musk od bears and prey. She chuffed lightly to draw attention to herself, but remained vigilant beside the tree, lest he take advantage of her neutrality.