Blackfeather Woods Mystic Shadows, In the Edge of Night

The warmth and vibrance of sunrise is what woke Puffin so early.  The days were beginning to grow longer — or maybe she was just starting to notice it.  Spring had officially began although she was unaware of it, and the season would mark a change in the young girl as well.  

Puffin's den was also very particular; @Zephyr had helped her find it, and it had plenty of room for the rocks she had yet to collect.  Her rock collection had been her favorite part of her den back home, and though she'd been distracted recently she soon wanted to begin to look for more.

With this thought in mind, she shook the sleep from her pelt and stretched her legs, threading through the territory.  It wasn't long before she ran into someone she hadn't met yet, and stopping a few feet away she wagged her tail and said simply, Hey.