Northstar Vale I'm first and fierce if I'm in sight of

for the first time in nearly a week, but what feels like eons, the haze of sickness feels bearable. she can not bear staying in her hollow any longer, and so gathers her strength through much of the morning until she trusts her limbs to take her out into the sunlit clearing. 

light sparkles off the snow, and a few odd flakes drift down from above. unwilling to disturb the expanse of undisturbed white, she peers up at the sky instead. the blue is destined not to last, for already clouds begin to push at the horizon. settling down, the short distance from her hollow to here almost exhausting in her current state, she resigns herself, for now, to boredom. 

@Phex!