holidays forgotten

[Zana Avaya Lykoi]

The petite woman had skirked her duties that morning. The predawn light was just beginning to glow on the horizon as she padded along the trail between the Grotto and the mansion. She had set out to see if she could catch a few of the clan mates before they settled in or left for the day, depending on the schedule they kept. She knew if no one was ghosting along the mansion that she could wander to the guesthouse and end her day at the caverns. It wasn't that she wished to avoid her duties, it just felt like a day where the quiet of the dawn and the silent fall of snow were best left undisturbed along their borders. She knew anyways that there were others who would tend the borders anyways. There always was activity along the edge of their lands, clan and strangers alike. Today though, was her day.

She padded along in her Optime form, a tiny set of pawprints lingering in the snow behind her as she enjoyed the solitude of the lands before the breaking of day. She paused in the woods, her eyes cast across the small clearing where the mansion shood as she seemed to be waiting for a sign of life. She knew where she would rather be going but her heart thudded with alarm at the very idea and she rubbed a hand across her eyes, trying to wipe away the very thought with the motion. A soft sigh fluttered from her lips as she leaned against an old tree and watched the soft snow falling gracefully in the clearing. The start to another day in her world.