@Cottongrass <3 Fitting that Cecily's first thread would be with the same wolf Castel's was.
It was kind of cold out, even though Cecily could feel the milky, winter sunlight touching her fur. Mostly, it was the snow under her paws that chilled her. The cool breeze told her that the trees were thinning out - which was pretty great, because she was tired of bumping her nose against rough bark and tripping over undergrowth. But now the ground was less stable, and she kind of felt like she was climbing up a hill. Which wasn't super great, but she couldn't really complain. As long as she didn't fall off the edge, she'd be happy.
But the ground was weird, and she slipped a couple of times. It felt like she was walking on sharp, hollow rocks, and she didn't enjoy it at all. So, when she hit a particularly large one, she decided to stop. Her nose softly touched across the surface, mapping it out in her head. It was strange, she thought - it felt oddly like a face, but without fur and skin.
Oh.
The little Noor paused, her fur fluffing up in alarm as she tried to find her way back down the hill she was on.