Shadowwyn Moor did its people want too much too?

set to october 1st

"Oh my.~" Aerasha tiptoed softly around the valley, her bicolored eyed caught site of an area that seemed unusual to the peaceful terrian. A soft breeze wisped through her pelt, and a small shiver overtook her. She was thankful as the colder seasons were coming, the plush pelt would adjust with ease. Though she was also thankful to this new discovery, as gentle paws slowly crossed the flatlands.

Trees were scattered around, most fallen and uprooted by something she did not know. Terrible winds and storms are known to bring down trees, but something like this? She would have enjoyed to see it in person, Aerasha thought while walking and observing the trees.

Everything seemed so quiet... A nice, quiet time. She couldn't help but feel her eyes nod off at this peaceful day, and looked for a good place to lax. A disaster laid about, perhaps been this way for a while, but Aerasha could not help but find a good place to snooze about. A nap was needed, and so she found a tree that just barely knocked off from its trunk, but laid on the ground. It gave a nice slanted angle that she could easily climb upon. And so she did, and laid upon the dead tree in peace. Eyes closing, she would enjoy the windy afternoon.