Alpine Lake start a riot

Ice clung to the lands—frost tipping the dormant blades of grass while skiffs of snow feathered along the lake edges. Still, the waters themselves had not frozen—the lake os vast that Lotus was unsure if they ever would, especially with the waterfalls that churned movement among them.

A shiver coursed her spine for a moment—her honey-gold eyes drifting with open boredom along the banks of the fresh waters. Chuffing a sigh—she waded into the shallow depths, a sharp inhale of her breath taken as the shock of the cold pressed upon her.

Still, with delicate movements, she went only a little deeper before finding purchase on a rock perch. Crouching there—ignoring the winter’s bite of cold for now—the she-wolf watched the waters for fish.

A skill she wished to acquire—and despite the unfavorable temperature, determined no time was better than the present to do so.