Lake Rodney I won't run,

The huntress' way back to the glen proved to be a difficult task, seeing how easily distracted she was wandering around. She couldn't help it though -- Luna missed wayfaring like this with not a single objective other than to explore and breath in that fresh, pine air the wilderness soaked in. Being alone wasn't a forte of the dame, but freedom every once in a while was -- a raven needed to be uncaged whenever the time came.

Her time away wouldn't be completely useless, perhaps she'd do some hunting for her pack mates soon. She hadn't seen Toad, Bronco or Charles in a while -- would they be up to meet again and eat together? If possible, Luna could even retrieve some more moss or strange herbs for Holland.

For now though, the ebony woman's focus was on hydrating herself. She can figure out what to do afterwards....after attempting to break this ice, that is...