Jade Fern Grove don't let me stay on your mind

it was another day of blue skies and soft snow underfoot. it was soft, powdery, and as corinna moved through it her feet kicked up little balls that tumbled out in front of her. she was well camouflaged, save for the streaks and smears of beige along her back and face. ice crystals glinted as the sun shown down on them, causing the poor mackenzie valley she-wolf to squint. if only it was night time, the moonlight was less harsh.

she paused along another wooded area, her nose twitching as she searched for signs of pack life. nothing stood out, and so the dainty, desert-painted fae ducked into the woods to give her eyes a break-- though the ground was still coated in snow, the harsh sunlight was broken up by the branches above.