Noctisardor Bypass Deep in the shady sadness of a vale

As much as she enjoyed her foray with @Heda and Mireille, Druid couldn’t bear to stay away from home for too long. She journeyed back to reunite with @Sequoia and @Witch, regaling them with everything she had seen and done on the taiga. It was good to be home. Much as she loved traveling and seeing all the wonders of the world, she was truly Druid of Rivenwood.

This morning was particularly frigid and frosty, though the youth didn’t mind it. Perhaps it was only a self-fulfilling prophecy, yet Druid loved the winter as much as she had always thought she would. She still missed Bracelet every day, but she knew she would see her friend again. In the meantime, she reveled in the season’s cool hush.

She wended through the trees, pondering visiting Dawnleaf and then, perhaps later, The Giant. Her paws crunched in the snow as she pivoted and began to lope toward her destination, though she abruptly froze when she caught Wylla’s scent mixing with a rabbit’s on the Siberian wind sweeping past.