Nova Peak You let me get a bite, out of sight, out of mind

@Wylla
set for early morning 11/11

She wandered along the borders just as the sun was starting to paint the sky orange and pink. The air was chilly and heavy with moisture, and it made her breaths come out in white plumes around her face. She stopped to inspect a collection of boulders along the edge of the territory, the Eisens' scents strong there. She didn't note anything that said a stranger had been there recently, so she lifted her head and kept going. 

This was her routine along the borders, no longer burdened with the responsibility of marking anything—she could just inspect for intruders and be on her way; it made things more efficient and so she made sure to inspect a different section every few days just to make sure nothing was out of place. She left the boulders far behind and headed farther along the eastern side of the peak, enjoying the quiet of the morning as she often did.