Deepwood Weald [m] iklignak

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Heat thread 1.

The snow brought silence with it. The falling tufts danced, and she danced among them.

Her breaths plumed from her as Wilwarin flowed among the trees, finding frozen moss and the hard-packed earth somehow so beautiful for all of its glittering.

She did not know why she was in such a good mood today; she had no reason to be sad except a subtle loneliness, but she also knew Moonglow was nearby and that brought its own elation. Hunger was there in her belly - but so was a lightness, something like summer sun, warming Wilwarin from the inside out.

The woman did not question this feeling. She only danced, her face held up towards the winter sun, laughing in her silent way.