The days had been dark recently. It was difficult to tell what it was from, though. Hellhounds had been fighting non-stop, so maybe the gods were angry... Or maybe rain was coming. Luna wouldn't mind the rain, but then Vidir might not come to visit her. She thought rain was pretty, honestly. Her muzzle pointed towards the sky, and as if on cue, a small rain drop hit her. Well, now she knew why it'd been so dark.Cautiously, she backed up into her cae again. She had a large nest in the back corner made of dried ferns and grasses as well as feathers. Earlier that day a group of Shadowmere had started a fire and then left, she had just added more ammo to the gun and made sure it kept burning. Honestly, outside it was freezing. The fire was her means of warmth and comfort. The flames looked like wild animals preparing to attack, or at leats animals dancing. She liked to play with the shapes and blow lightly on the fire to see how it changed.
Outside she heard lightning crack and she huddled onto her nest, plopping her tail comfortably over her nose.
