Sex: FemaleLate afternoon - near sunset, Broken Clouds, 14F/-10C
The cub still had almost two weeks left in her punishment and any fuzzy feelings she had had about making it home were quickly wearing thin. Sure, she knew she shouldn’t have wandered off - especially so close to winter as her hunger had reminded her, but she didn’t think it was honestly that bad. She had just felt a little bit left out and forgotten about while everyone had been scrambling to find her siblings while they had been lost.
The days were short now, and cold, most of the time not breaking into the positives and a light layer of snow had gathered over the last few days and for the first time in her life had not melted by the afternoon. She might put up a tough facade with her father over the grounding, but at night she was thankful to curl up with Kaylsta to keep the chill at bay. Part of her protest about being punished was her refusal to do any of the chores that she was assigned unless she was really chased down to do it. If she had supervision she would begrudgingly do what needed to be done, but other than that she mostly just moped about.
Childhood angst had set in in full force, and the emotions practically radiated off of her visibly into the air. Huffin dramatically, she kicked a small stone and watched it skip across the fragile ice before plopping through in the center where it was weakest.