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Clearing Out the Cobwebs
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The sun shone brightly down through the trees overhead, bringing out the brown highlights in her dark fur. The wolf was dressed as she normally was, her long black cloak covering her almost completely, keeping the chilly wind out. Her weapon of choice, a longsword, hung around a belt on her waist. Alongside it was an axe and a small dagger, two weapons that she was still learning how to use.
She had left her small shadow behind at the den on this day, the white pup left napping in the pile of furs that served as their bed. The winters were harsh, and there were nights when a fire would simply not stay lit in their cozy den. She dared not let the flames grow any bigger lest they lick at the hangings on the walls of her home. Ember was planning on expanding the den, but hadn't quite gotten around to it yet. The AniWayan had never imagined that caring for Lotus would take as much energy as it did; nowadays by the time she returned to the furs to sleep she was completely exhausted.
The walls of her den had no shelves for the most part with the exception of the very back storage room. Ember had lined the walls of this den with bricks and stones to try and give it more stability during storms and rainfall. She had dug it in between the roots of a large tree that sat halfway down one of the larger hills of the tribelands so that rainwater would run down the hill and not inside of her den. The tall, darkly furred luperci preferred this location to any other that she had looked over, as it was also near the stables where her horse Bayard lived.
Today the wolf had been fairly busy with her fishing pole. She had learned about fishing when she was younger and the skill had stuck with her to adulthood. It was something that one could do during any season; she'd just had to throw a big rock onto the ice to break through and reach the water. Now that her string was full of fish she figured that she might as well head back to the den to see if Lotus wanted to try any of it. He'd probably tell her that it was "icky", but she thought that she should try anyway.
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