now that i am coming down; won't you be my solid ground?

The difference in air pressure near the mountain peaks was always interesting to Sway. She wasn't sure if she liked the way it made her feel, but the heaviness of it did make her feel grounded. Or was that the exertion of getting this far up? Either way, Sway still used the higher elevation as a way to test her own stamina, never knowing if she might do better at hunts from jogs up here with the thinner air. It made her lungs work harder, and she pushed herself so to be in a better condition. She had been getting thinner recently due to some stress, and needed to fix that problem. So she was trying to move around, find more prey to chow down on for the upcoming Winter.

Her fur was growing in thicker, making Sway look a bit more fluffier as time wore on. It wasn't so bad, because traveling up brought her into cooler air, and that helped keep her from over-heating too much. Spirane had some really good points as a place to live simply because of where it was and how it was structured. There were other reasons why Sway liked it here, but that part had more to do with who lived here, ruled here, how she felt about being here in general. The chances she had been given with having been invited into this pack, and how happy she now was with everything being so much more than she had imagined it would be for her.

She had a rank now from her hard work -- though it was a lot of fun and she'd love to do such things again! -- and that was pleasing, something she hadn't really been counting on. Still, she had made the effort and here she was, feeling like she had really acomplished something that mattered. To Sway, it really did. All of this was keeping her in a good mood, despite her reservations on Winter and how she dealt with the whole hormonal thing. Just because she had adapted and accepted her fate did not mean there wasn't still a small part of her that wished she could be more normal and have what so many others did. Yet she had to look beyond that, and perhaps she could babysit in the Spring.

She had some small goals still, at least. This was enough. Sway roamed, thinking idly about all these things and wishing she had the answers to so many 'whys' in her mind. But she was not omnipotent and would never know some of the answers. However, her attention was drawn away from those thoughts when she heard a sound and started in that direction, spotting a youngling who seemed to have tripped. She paused in step nearby, concern on her features. "Are you alright?" She asked lightly, not wanting to make him feel bad that she had seen him in a fallen state, but wanting to be there just in case he needed the support of another around.