Blackfeather Woods so if you want me off your back

it is @Moonshadow she searches for next, nose to earth and auds pressed forward. she calls lowly, peering into the gathering darkness as snow begins to fall. evenings seems to come more rapidly each passing day, and she wonders a moment if the world might fall into total darkness eventually. 

she pauses suddenly at the edge of the ravine, except she's fairly certain it had not been here before. caught off guard a moment, her brow furrows as she peers into the crevace.