Noctisardor Bypass dressed as fae, we chase the bad away

Ellora took a deep breath when she awoke that morning, and a small satisfied feeling set her tail swishing--just once. She was not one for over-feeling. Snow. She could smell it coming. It wasn't as good as rain in her opinion, but it was cold, and she liked the cold.

Just as it began, a small dusting through what orange-brown leaves were still left on the trees, a pup wandered near to her.

Ellora sat very still, her head turned away, watching the pup out of the corner of her eye, and halfway hoping that, if she did not move, she would not be noticed. Children were very... child-like, and Ellora had no patience for their constant questions and high-pitched voices and screams.