Sunset Valley Nobody saw this coming.

the large woman is built for the white queen's army, with a coat of snowdrift and eyes full of storm clouds and rain. yet, the dead winter nights do not please her as much as the warm spring days that breathe life into the world before her. the snow and ice reminds her of the stagnant nature of her life at times, she feels secluded and alone in those cold moments of her memories. but when it comes to spring, she cannot think of a time that she didn't enjoy the moments of rebirth the season provided. she grows out of place with the grass and trees as they reclaim their land over the once frigid area, the earth does not cloak her as it once did months ago, but gracious didn't mind that much.

the wind blows through her, though it doesn't steal away her focus from the grey partridge in front of her, that has yet to take notice to her presence. gracious needs this meal; while she certainly didn't look gaunt considering her substantial stature, she had lost weight while being off on her own and oftentimes was forced to scavenge more so than hunt. stale blood could never compare to the fresh kind from ripe veins and capillaries.

she edges forward now, taking extra care to watch where her massive paws step to avoid making noise. the partridge still has yet to take notice of her -- this was her chance. surging forward, gracious unhinges her jaw revealing her coal black lips as the partridge panics and takes to the sky. with a leap, gracious snags the bird's wing, causing a shriek from the bird to escape its break. small flocks of other birds took to the sky, though gracious bid no attention to it. however, if she had, it would've led her to see the other large and pale woman above her, watching quietly.