Wapun Meadow Although it's so romantic on the borderline tonight

unlike her mother, there was no excuse for delay in which zephyra joined the hunting party. she had been asleep when the call to hunt awoke her, but she'd taken her sweet time to get up before marching toward the gathering.

she stretched, yawned, stopped to relieve herself. her steps were sluggish, a tired paw rising to rub at an eye as she finally joined the others in their huddle.

hunting was her sister's thing, and zeph felt no particular call to it other than out of necessity. the only reason she was here and not still sleeping is because she knew she'd drive her mother into a fit of panic if she'd chosen not join them.