Overture Downs open space can lead to trouble

@Terance

Her time at the lake was enjoyed due to her meal and time spent with the other woman there, but it didn't offer her sanctuary or fullfilment. Evermore liked to believe she could handle living on her own and that being lonely would never be the end of her. Yet, she had to admit, it bit at her bones nonstop. It reminded her of the problems she encountered, the problems she ran away from and what not. The food silenced the thoughts for only a bit of time, before her brain began to concoct its poor thoughts once again.

Her pace grew quick as she moved from the lake and found herself in an open space. It was chilly, with a light coating of white snow beneath her paws. The wind whistled in her ears, the frost began to nip at her heels. And, perhaps out of spite, Evermore lifted her muzzle to the sky and released a song of her own. Her breath fogged up in front of her eyes, like a dragon's smoke billowing out from its nose and mouth. 

"Hello to anyone out there"

Her song ended after, and she soon sat herself upon the hill, looking down at the meadow. If needed, she would trudge through that snow to find someone to answer her call. Until then, she sat quietly, letting the atmosphere's silence return.