The girl had slipped away briefly from Roman to take some time to herself, just a small excursion to the Crags to find some time to think. She had enjoyed her little tour with the brute so far, and they had been getting along splendidly. Morrigan was curious to know more about him but she wasn't nearly stupid enough to pry. What she wanted to know would reach her ears in it's own time. Perhaps they could trade life stories one day, she thought with a chuckle, stepping over the frost-covered rocks with a practiced grace. One day, it was certain that they would know more about each other, but Morrigan was content to let that happen naturally.
She made her way across the crags, frost and snow coating her white paws. The rocks were freezing and so she lept to and fro from them like a cat, the early rays of sun shining down upon her russet coat and highlighting her feminine body. Morrigan was enjoying her time alone in the early morning- when perhaps it was a more colder time to explore- but figured that she wouldn't be too adverse to company.
Finally her stint came to an end as she happened upon a bunch of small, frozen waterfalls, cascading down the rocks. Morrigan's ears pricked forward and she found her way down, staring at the frozen water with a look of amazement. She imagined that most would think them beautiful in the summertime, where they were tumbling and laughing over rocks, but she found them absolutely enchanting now. How it seemed that the water was frozen in time. Over the past season, she had learned to appreciate these things, and it had made her life far more worthwhile than it once had been.
Morrigan
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