Wapun Meadow Told you I'd change even when I knew I never could

Discomfort was the first thing she registered when she woke; a crawling warmth under her skin that she could not shake off, even in the chilled air of early spring. Marina did not know what to do. So she ran. It didn't matter where she ran to, or from. Where she'd been had been a place of no significance, and where she ended up was much the same. Some meadow, somewhere.

But she was alone, and that was what she wanted. At least for the moment! She figured eventually she would calm down and find a hunting partner, or someone to have an idle chat with. So for now she paced the meadow and panted lightly, wondering why she felt so warm when it was so cold.