Verdigris Ravine burning low.

Valiria rose with the sun, which shone in her eyes through the ridges that rose overhead. She winced away from them at first, but slowly relaxed into the warmth as it coaxed her awake. She emerged from her den amongst the red rocks to stride into the ravine, a bold splash of white against a forbidding backdrop of brown, red and gold.

She quenched her thirst at the edge of the river which wound its way through the ravine she’d recently adopted as her home. It reminded her of the land she’d grown up in, which was both comforting and melancholy all at once. Valiria had worked hard to forget, but she wasn’t so unaware of her self that she didn’t recognize the small part of her that quite obviously failed at this.

With a shake of her smoky coat, Liri set off along the banks of the river. Her stomach was beginning to ache with hunger, but while this place may be the perfect spot for a lone wolf to hide away from the world, she knew it was not ideal for hunting.