ooc: Sept. 29th | Secui- Long mane with Vulture and Owl feathers | Peppy and Optimistic
Another day of clear sky... of openness and clarity. But in this bliss was another day without the rains, but another day in which the pack would have to rebuild. The Reserve was gone as were the caches, but as a testament to Nomad ingenuity and strength, the barn still stop and was again home to its previously shaken animals. And though the food caches and Evan'ule ground was washed away by the flood waters of the breaking rivers, it offered a clean slate to build something other, and for the pack to once more come together in thought and make a plan for what next step to take.
Such thoughts had the Issor in a contemplative mood, fancying ideas for what to do with the still moist ground. Areas had become softer due to the rain, making it an ideal spot for growth of some kind. Perhaps plants, like the dark green plant she favored... or something with more color. As long as she had the opportunity to plant the seeds she had acquired and have something positive grow from them. Though she could hardly call herself a successful tiller of the soil.
It was thoughts like these that consumed her mind as of late. Simple, silly things she would otherwise scoff at had she been in another state of mind. The Family was well in its current standing and her own health was improving since her long, much needed rest. She felt more able than she had in a while, full of energy and a bright mood to rival even a young pup. That energy was wasted on X'ies though, he was would rather spend his time contemplating than cater to a female that imagined herself a young pup again. Which led her out into the lands to survey and wonder, giving birth to ideas about what to plant, where and when. It was an odd manner to spend precious time, but she was quite glad for it none the less. Afterall, with all the time spent secluded and useless in a cave, she was bound to have a few playful moments to herself.