It was the middle of the night, and no surprise she could not sleep. Warily she she headed from the den, and into the night. And this time she did not tread near the borders, instead she sought a different place that beckoned her.
A cool breeze, with a hint of snow whispered through the forest, and teased her winter coat. She saw no point in stopping despite the simple warning. If anything she pushed onward, her step quick, ears cupped foward, while her tail remained even with her spine. Snow would soon cover the ground, and she wanted to make sure things were undisturbed before the cold settled in.
She tried her best not to dwell on where she was going, already her throat seemed dry, and her heart ached. She did not follow any trails, only the landmarks she knew would take her where she wanted to go.
It was after several yards did the forest drooped, leading her down into a more level part of land, where there were two large boulders, and several stones. Eyes did not reach the stones though, she halted on the small hillside, tears coating the golden, and blue hues. This was where Prosper, and Theodore now rested.
Grabbing smooth breath of air, her eyes flicked around the humble location. It looked much the same as they had left it. So cautious, as if the very ground she tread upon was fragile, she walked the distance, and halted a foot from where fresh dirt was. It was there she'd sit quietly, trying not to cry, but failing.</blockquote>