Every Rose Has It's Thorns

@Copper

She was so close, she could feel it. Her body was heating up quicker then she thought was possible and she was sure her heat would come tomorrow, or if the world really was against her, that day. Her face was fixed with a grumpy glare as she climbed further up the mountain then she ever had. The higher she got, the faster the wind got, ruffling her fur and blurring her eyesight ever so slightly. She blinked warily, spotting a rocky outcropping a few yards further up the slope. She quickly hopped up the rocky patches and stepped onto the outcropping, looking out across the territory.

From her vantage point she could see almost everything. She could see the smudge that was the Caldera far off in the distance, she could see the plateau and along side it the dark blur that was her first home in the wilds. She shivered, remembering the dark woods that she had called home once upon a time. How she could've ever been happy there, escaped her mind completely.

She lay in a sphinx like position on the rock, just enjoying the way the wind brushed through her fur. At least it wasn't raining.