I am out to prove my worth, and I know that Asteraia is a bit of a thorne in well...Thorne’s side. He seems to have quite the disdain for the place although I do not understand why. I am not even sure who runs the place there, only that it angers him. And thus it gives me the perfect idea to please him on this nice spring night.

I been stalking around that of Asteraia. No, I have not gone in. I just know the woods get rather close to the border, but the border starts around where the trees end. I have not left the trees as I lay in the cover of night and bush. Moonlight gently shines between branches onto my stark white fur. It gleams slightly on my poison green eyes as I continue to watch over the fields not too far. There is only a tree or two in between me and where the fields begin, so I am terribly close.

So far, not much has happened to catch my attention and I find myself cracking my neck and sighing heavily in a growing boredom. My tail twitches behind me as I click my teeth. I need action. I certainly don’t have the same level of patience as my mother does. I then quietly lift myself, and begin moving along the treeline. I take my moments to duck and stop. I do this to give me a moment to look over the land for anyone of interest and to not bring attention to myself. Surely, someone will come over this way- sooner or later. The anticipation of this excites me, although it is different from when Thorne and I go on our little sprees of fun. What I plan to do will certainly please him. Shame that he cannot be here to see...but I will bring him an excellent gift.