It was nearing midnight, and the wolf was having one of those nights. The nights where you were considered an insomniac because, by all tried means, you just could not go to sleep.
Shaking her coat, the woman lifted herself from her warm perch between her pack mates, and blew out a restless sigh. Stretching, her back arched and toes curled, she let out another sigh as she took a deep breath of the crispy air. Padding out of the den, she gave @Yuka a small lick, before fully exiting her comfy premises.
Inali's fur coat had finally shed it's summer fur and now that it was winter time, her winter coat had come out. Her fur was thicker now, and her natural rust hued coloring was now more pronounced.
Underneath, a soft layer of snow smushed between her paws, and she looked down at the white element in slight curiousity mixed with a bit of surprise. She knew about snow of course, but she didn't remember it coming so quickly before in previous seasons. Though, these lands were not the same as her own. She remembered the frost that had appeared earlier, and she wondered if this was normal for these lands. The weather was cold, but not as cold as she knew a seasoned winter could become.
Her mind briefly wondered to @Minka. Her friend had gone through a deep period of sadness when she found out that Asterion had left, but it seemed like she was recovering from it, and she was glad of that. No man was worth her tears. Someone as good as Minka did not deserve to be hurt in that way of abandonment, but Inali knew that the Fates plans did not always contain sunshine and rainbows.
Inali did not know of the feud that had gone between @Simaea and Minka, but she often wondered why she never saw the Healer anymore. She did not know that the woman had holed herself up for so long, for if she had, she would've done something about it.
Inali decided that her mind had wandered around for too long, and she brought herself back to reality. With soft laughter, the young woman laid on the soft pillow of snow beneath her, and pawed at it playfully. Rolling around in youthful abandon, she took great care to not wake her pack mates.