Hoshor Plains Your future ex-wife

@Phox

Sooo... perhaps at the age of five a spinster should realize that to her the sky is no longer the limit. Both in terms of prospects in life and also that, while still lean, fit and well-maintained, her body prospers in beauty sleep and carefully chosen activities. Certainly not in spontaneous decisions that involve rushing after a snow-shoe rabbit across the plains and ending up stuck chest deep in snow, out of breath and coughing her lungs out. "Now this sucks..." Lele sighed, looking around and turning so to face the path that had led her here. Ploughing through snow all the way back to a place, where it was easier to walk, did not seem enjoyable at all. It was far! On the other side - she eyed the snow-clad fields before her all the way up to the forest line. Just as bad. 

"Oh, well," she sighed again and settled down for a nap. Having no curfew to take in account, she decided to figure out getting back to Moonspear later.