Wapun Meadow Paint young honey, face so sunny, ain't that funny

@Phoebus

The mountains were filled with death. She'd hurried through them ignoring the bodies of bloated animals both prey and wolf alike that she'd passed though their image was sealed tight in her mind. By the time she reached the meadow she was terrified and cold, to soaked and freezing to do much but curl against a tree and peer out with round emerald eyes at it poured. Nearby she could find where Polaris had gone and then...then she could make good on her promise. Lainie was ready now...if she would be forgiven this time. It took her a moment but she realised her hind legs had gone numb and turned around starting to frantically groom the sensation back into her limbs rousing the nerves manually while keeping an eye about her in case someone was to stumble upon her.