Barrow Fields Then first, there was a genesis

@Njord! Backdated to around the 6th

It was still cold as shit, but the snow was surprisingly not as concentrated in comparison to the rest of the Teekons -- in fact, it felt rather nice here. The scent of sea salt wafted heavily into this crisp air; an ocean was nearby. Should Rush go on a brisk walk in the sand? Maybe collect whatever strange rocks or shells she could find by the foamy shores? As much as these ideas tempted the witch, she was far too lazy to move.....at all right now. Russia wanted to relax here, especially since this is the first resting spot she took up in forever (It was actually 20 minutes, but that was the minimum to be considered 'forever' to Russia).

So, with a dreary sigh, the silver fae flopped onto her stomach and drew back her hind legs to get as comfortable as possible. Not even the approaching scent nearby could ruin her relaxed state right now -- she'd allow them to come as close as they dared, and pretended to be distracted until they decided to announce their presence and entertain the she-wolf during her break.