Otter Creek The Darkness Will Rise...

Nighttime. The time of the Daedra. When she was young she kept a purely nocturnal schedule for priest training, but now that she was initiated she spent times in both day and night. She preferred night for travelling; night was cooler, there were less people. Even now that she was part of a diurnal pack, she took nighttime walks occasionally.

Tonight she left the dark woods and travelled west, towards the tall grasses of the flatlands. A creek stood in her path. She was about to cross it, but stopped when she noticed a young wolf drinking nearby. She chuffed softly in greeting, her paws close to the water.