Bitterroot Valley I miss the misery

@Diesel

 


The monolith female decided to travel a little today, taking a path around the borders of the Glacier and eventually, slowly, arriving in the Valley on the other side. 

She looked out over the rapidly paling terrain with an almost mournful gaze, Nyra zoned out on the frost-kissed grasses, ears perked and swiveling despite the distant look in her balefire golden gaze. 

She sighed softly, raising her head after a long expanse of silence to look around at the landscape again.