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It seemed that all of the territories were covered with snow now, no matter where she went. So far, from what she had experienced, the hills were the worst...so getting around Crimson Dreams was hard, but other than that everything seemed pretty flat and even with an equal amount of snow on the ground. Ember didn't really mind the snow; she'd lived outside for the last couple of months and survived it, when she'd been in between packs. But it did make her pretty tired to walk through it. That was why she had chosen her optime form today. It was easier getting through the snow that way.
A sudden burst of wind made her close her eyes against the snow that was picked up, wrap her arms a little closer around herself. She was letting her mane grow out a little bit now from its previous haircut, and it lay long and shining halfway down her back. Still, it was chilly out. She had to remember to head up to Inferni next; Ryan was probably finished making her cloak. Ember had been collecting things to trade with the coyote in return for making it for her. It would be useful when she would make other trips in the future.
She didn't stop when she reached the borders; she knew that she was welcomed inside Dahlia. Cercelee would enjoy having a visitor. At least, if Ember could find her. She wasn't sure. The scarred female clicked her claws against the bright pink cast that she still wore on her left arm, thinking. She should have brought her cousin a present, too, one of the things she'd found in the city. But she'd left it back in AniWaya.
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