Moonspear Find me where the wild things are

@Dirge

She could feel the temperatures beginning to rise; it was still cold, but she could tell it wasn't as cold as it had been at the last full moon. She needed to check her plants again today and dispose of whatever was no longer viable, but the promise of spring made her too restless to be cooped up in her den all day. So instead she took to exploring the woods at the base of the mountain, knowing it would at least be warmer there. 

The forest was actually one of her favorite places here, even now when its colors were muted by the cold season. She often spent time here, and today she padded along one of her familiar paths, checking the still-hibernating plants and letting her thoughts drift to one thing or another. Mostly, she wondered what spring would be like on the mountain. She always imagined lots of pretty colored-flowers and bright greens mixing with the dark green of the fir trees that held their leaves even in the coldest part of the winter. Whatever grew here in the spring, Speedy was sure she would find plenty of plant life to keep her happily occupied.