Swiftcurrent Creek but the days are cruel and mean

When she stirred, it was daylight.

A time she often kept herself hidden from. Yet if she wanted to prove herself (even temporarily) among these men, she must be seen.

So first she followed the trail of @Akavir, assuming it must be a route he patrolled. Slowly, and unevenly, she prowled along. Prepared to greet him in a warm, wordless way.