Wapun Meadow Improvise

Long limbs strode leisurely through Wapun Meadow as honey-brown eyes absorbed the surroundings before her. Wild flowers grew tall and vibrant throughout the meadow; reaching heights that tickled the tips of her shoulders. It would be perfect seclusion when hunting prey, of which she had been told there was an abundance. Artisan-Toulouse was Ookaan now. She was eager to utilise her greatest skills and get started on stock piling prey. It would be wise to prove her use before too long.

It was a most perfect day to be exploring her new environment. The sun beat down strongly for the early morning light but the temperature felt fair and there was a light breeze ruffling the flowers. The many trees within the meadow's range provided great spans of shade and Artisan took a moment to pause beneath one of them, tilting her nose skyward to gaze in awe at the interesting patches of sunlight that broke through the twisted branches high above her.