she's scouting near silvertip to make sure there aren't any wild creatures that might pop by during winter
With her neck craned forward and her ears flat against her skull, the female that had one day held the honor of calling all of this her own slid through the shadows and along the imaginary wall that separated her past from her present.
She sniffed the air carefully, trying to separate each distinct scent that entered her nostrils. While she might've never paid such attention to such routinary tasks like inspecting the perimeter in search of any possible threats that might have taken the old tunnels of her palace as refuge, with the upcoming Winter and the special cares that came with the season she had to be extra careful.
So far so good.
There were no visible pawprints or hints of larger predators living in the area. But not inmidiately seeing them still didn't soothe the hormonal female. With a determined huff and a lash of her tail she began to surround the enormous mountain that had once held her whole universe; her eyes always narrowed and alert as she weaved through the fallen rocks and boulders that adorned the mountain's side.
