Redtail Rise Around in the shade,

The world was nearly thawed, and as Dione looked out upon the world patched in white, green, and brown from the rise, she was sure she would miss the winter. It suited her far better than the warm seasons.

Laid with legs out to the side, head on her paws, it was difficult not to let sleep claim her. She still hoped to get further travels into the day, Dione never known to stay seditary long. She had an hour, maybe, before the sun would set, and yet she did not rise to her paws to begin taking her leave.

She was unsure of what she was in search of. She had no interest in establishing a territory of her own, no relationships she had been convinced to pursue, there was simply nothing. Not yet.

A yawn passing her lips, she could only hope that something worthwhile would come to her sooner than later. Someone to hold her attention for more than a short moment.