Sunset Valley Another chance

‘Twas an early morning to be wandering out and about. The lone fae has been traveling non-stop, no certain destination or plan. Winter times are mostly harsh to travel when the lera is scarce and hidden. Just like any lone varg, one will always find a way to keep going. Hanako came to a halt, her soft hazel hues looking around in the foggy, cold atmosphere. Blankets of snow covering the terrain floor. She was looking for any signs of movements and sounds from any smaller animals that could be hiding nearby that she could lure on for breakfast. A soft frost of sigh escaped from the fae’s maw and slowly paces on in the snow of the valley.


As Hanako kept going onward in the snow, her muzzle picked up fresh scents of vargs that was near. Her crania turned a side, followed where the scents were coming from. At a far distance before her, she catches sight of two other faes. One of them appears to be young; a yearling with a coat of red, easily spotted. The other one, who appears to be older was a mixture of grays of brown with white. She lowered her lean frame, sitting back upon her haunches and curls her black tail up beside her on the snowy floor. Hanako kept her distance as she observed them momentarily.