Firefly Glen A calm within the storm

Right before THIS thread. 
Weather: Clear
Time of Day: VERY early morning - like 4:45 AM
Temperature: 25 - 30 degrees

 

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Kane couldn't sleep. This place was new and unknown, and often he was looking over his shoulder before he settled. Kane couldn't count how many days he had been walking east from the Cascade Range, but now he was here. When Kane smelled other packs, he avoided them. He couldn't stop moving until he reached a place he felt safe, or at the very least could rest a while. His mind and his heart hurt, and really all he wanted was something to drink. 

The lake he could smell was quite some distance away still, but he found the river that ran toward it. Just south of the Heartwoods, Kane stopped at the river shore and sipped the babbling brook, eying the way the snow glistened in the moonlight. The shadows that danced across the smooth, white surface was mesmerizing. This was easily the time of day he appreciated most, where life was in between sleeping and waking, where you could experience both the night and the day at the same time. Just off to the east was the very dim glow of the sun, while in the west the moon dipped down to the horizon. Probably another hour or so, the colors would start to turn brighter and warmer, indicating of a new day.

@Serem