Silver Moraine She's earned her degree

@Quennell let me know if the light pp is OK!

Once they made it to the Moraine, they found a place that was sheltered, and curled up to sleep. Lilia wasn't tired; she was wide awake, but she could tell that Quennell was exhausted, and needed both the warmth and the rest. She stayed beside him through the night, wondering what she should do with him. There were a few places she'd sworn to scout, first- but then, perhaps, she could bring him back to the Rise with her. A new recruit would be welcome- but she'd want him to rest up, and have a bit more energy if she was to bring him home. 

She left before dawn broke, and scanned the Moraine. It was broad and flat, and in the summer it would likely be mostly dirt, rock and dust. In the winter, it was like a great broad river, with no worry of ever sinking below the surface. A jackrabbit lopped out into the pale light, and then another. They boxed with one another, while Lilia snuck closer and closer. They danced and kicked at one another, bouncing on their hindpaws while they batted at each other with long forelegs. Neither of them saw Lilia coming, and they scattered in a panic when she gave chase. 

After catching one of them, she brought it back for Quennell. He was warm, still, sheltered from the winds. She paws away a bit of snow that had accumulated, and settled back in beside him, laying the jackrabbit at his paws for him to find when he awoke.