Sex: Female44°F and sunny
Cessair's body was tired all the time now, but her mind rarely was. There was so much work done, so much left to do to settle into the new territory, and she was always up doing whatever she could to help. The mountains were certainly beautiful, but they didn't quite feel like home yet. Then again, it had been quite a while before Cessair had felt at home in the blackberry fields. She had spent her first weeks there holed up in the infirmary, so she couldn't exactly see much, anyway. Now, Cessair found herself at a sunny lookout point and decided to rest her paws as she tried to recall her first weeks in Black Thorn downs.
It was with disappointment that Cessair realized that she couldn't remember anything. She vaguely recalled eating a moose in a pumpkin patch with Minka looking on before joining the pack, but her next distinct memory was of crawling out of the infirmary for the first time as a member of Black Thorn Downs, blinking in the glaring sunlight reflecting off the snow. Between those events was only dark, hazy wisps of images and a voice that must have been Lugh's. Cessair realized that she must have been very far gone to have remembered so little, though she was in the infirmary so long. Lugh had brought her back from whatever state she had been in, and for that he certainly deserved a "thank you," at least.
Her rest over, Cessair pulled herself back onto her paws and trotted toward the new infirmary. She was curious to see how it was coming along, but she hoped Lugh was there so she could thank him. Maybe she could even help him with something if the infirmary still needed work. After all the man had done for her, it was the least she could do, and so long as she had a few hours to herself, she might as well make herself productive. When she arrived at the infirmary, she couldn't tell whether anyone was inside, but she didn't want to go in and startle anyone if someone was there. Instead, she merely poked her head in and uttered "Hello?"