Silverlight Terrace magefire

Prey was what also drew Simmik from the forest. She was unperturbed by the snow as she searched for any sign of something to eat, blessed with a thick coat courtesy of her mother. She locked onto the scent of vole and followed it up to the terrace. She knew the area a little, having visited it a few times, but that turned out to be of no help once the trail disappeared. She sighed in frustration, ready to turn around and keep searching, but she paused as the scent of a stranger told her someone was nearby. She tracked the scent until she saw the man, the white of his coat making her heart race for the few moments that she thought she may have stumbled upon a family member. But her logical side quickly took over, reminding her that she didn't recognize his scent at all and then she noticed the lilac tint to his fur. 

She released a huff to announce her presence, her breath coming out in a white puff around her face. She wondered what he was even doing here and decided to find out, just to make sure he wasn't going to cause trouble for them.