RE:A cold snap seizes Relic Lore in its icy grip!
It felt like only a moment's sun after all the dreary, snow filled days they had and after a morning of hunting Inna meant to take full advantage of it. She was proud of the morning hunt she'd finished up by putting three rabbits into the cache. She'd worked hard for them and hoped that they would be a start to redeeming herself to her pack. She hoped she could show her mother she didn't see the border of Hearthwood as a revolving door and that she was sorry she'd broken pack law. However, Lorcan had been right in her condition she had to be careful so she'd chosen to take the remainder of her day to rest.
She'd found a sunny spot next to the river though still covered in snow the sun shining down on her ebony coat warmed her. The sound of the river as she laid with her eyes closed lulled her into a light sleep where she dreamt of how things could be, how she would like them to be. Her side rose and fell rhythmically with each breath and an occasional flick of her ear as the breeze blew the small hairs inside the wrong way. The sound of footfalls approaching were lost in the bubble of the river.