snowflakes dusted her lashes, melted into her plush coat, and framed her narrow features as she paused, tilting her head slightly. the world around her was silent save for the faint creak of snow under her paws. it was unfamiliar, yet something about the stillness tugged at her, as though the glade itself had been waiting for her arrival.
periane drew a long breath, the cold biting her lungs but offering no answers. she stood there for a moment longer, wondering if this place would give her what she sought, or if it was just another fleeting stop along a winding, uncertain path.