Sun Mote Copse Sun Mote Copse, Forever

Morning brought daylight, but also a new coating of snow. Nyssa had been up for several hours already. A weaving trail of fresh pawprints in the snow evidence of her rounds. 

Now, she considered going back to sleep for a little while. She wasn't hungry just yet and she had already did a border check. Plus, there were others to split the chores between.

Then the voices of Njord and Meerkat split the silence of the morning. Joyously crying out, proclaiming their proud claim over the Copse. Nyssa lifted her head, smiling at the sound. At the thought of their unity, of what they had here. She didn't hesitate and raised her muzzle, adding her own sweet, haunting cry.