Two Rivers Isle [M]What a wicked thing to say, you never felt this way

Ady squatted down, but then she was distracted. She was still leaving fur, paw marks, scratches. But she continued closer and closer to the little meadow she had found. There was nothing, but ice, but it was surrounded by a circle of trees, and bushes along the side. She imagined those bushes housed berries of all kinds come spring and summer and perhaps even late fall. She sniffed, at drying branches. Where their dying claws leaned upwards.

I was, but Ully Look at it. Just imagine how pretty it would be in spring, and summer. And berries there's probably berries.

She turned and glared at him. And i've been putting my scent everywhere. I just didn't get to the last spot yet.