Arrow Lake we're all going on a boat trip

she's spent the morning with @Dragomir, somewhat worried that he'll manage to hunt something before her. the odds are in his favour, but following him around gets boring, quickly, and so she searches instead for Aure. the skies are grey and heavy and rumbly, and she hopes wildly that this will result in a storm - she's concluded that they're her absolute favourite weather. sometimes, light will fork down and strike something, but she knows that'll never be her. she assumes the lightning is the result of the sun's anger, being covered up by clouds and the like, but she finds it thrilling. 

she blunders into the rendezvous, tail perked upright with the exciting potential of the thunderstorm. she peers owlishly into the den, hoping she'll fine momma there.