Winter had fallen heavily on Drift. There were places that were already covered with snow and ice, and others that were still hot and uncomfortable for the majority of the year. Pale blue paws fell lightly on similarly colored ice in the northern region of Kair, carrying the petite vulpes in the direction of The Archipelago. It had been a long time since she had visited the Psychic Crystal, and though she was not powerless by any means, she had been feeling more and more drained as of late. Perhaps if she gave the crystal a visit she would be able to bolster her abilities a bit and strengthen herself for the future. But first she would have to cross the waters to get there. During the summer months - or perhaps even the spring and fall - the islands that led the way to Treakr would be dry and warm, providing the perfect picture of a giant "stepping-stone" path between the main portion of Drift and the mysterious North. However, in the winter the water was covered in ice and snow, making it next to impossible to see where an island started and where a deadly shifting sheet of ice ended. Thankfully she did not weigh too much, but at the same time she could still easily fall through a thin stretch of ice and be swept away by the current that still rushed out into the seas below.
Before long she was standing on the shores of Kair, her pink and blue eyes staring off into the icy water with an uncertainty that she did not typically carry. It felt like forever before she finally moved, having stood and studied her path for at least half an hour before deciding on which route to take. It was still a risk, though she prayed that with her size and experience she would be able to make it to the other side of the water in half the amount of time it would take her to fall and drown if she wasted any more time. With no more hesitation and what seemed like more self-confidence than she was certain she had, she leaped forward onto the nearest chunk of solid ice. Thankfully it was strong enough to hold her, but it did shift dangerously and tilt towards one end until she scrambled quickly to stand in the center. From there she ran and leaped to yet another chunk of flattened ice, quickly making her way to the nearest island. When she finally felt solid ground beneath her paws, she stopped to rest for a few minutes. It took her only a few minutes to explore the entirety of the tiny island, and when she was satisfied that she knew exactly where the land ended and the ice began, she was on the move again.
The entire process seemed to take what felt like hours, but by the time thirty minutes had passed she was nearly three fourths of the way to the northern landmass. At this point, however, she did need to stop on one of the islands and rest. She chose one that had a small cluster of trees - a rare find in The Archipelago - and because the wind and snow combined with the small amount of water that washed over some of the ice she had walked on had soaked her coat, she crouched and crawled beneath the lower branches of what appeared to be a pine tree. The further she crawled into the small mass of trees, the less the wind battered at her damp coat. She knew that she would stand no chance of finishing her crossing come nightfall, and she only had perhaps twenty or thirty more minutes until the sun set, but she was far too tired to attempt crossing further for the time being. If worst came to worst, she would spend her night sleeping within the shelter of the tree cluster and continue her journey in the morning.
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11/08/20: A mysterious disease seems to be targeting the plant life all throughout Drift. Decay and rot is breaking down trees and small sections of forest in many different places. Meanwhile, a new pack has begun to rise within Idaith while the Assyr pride begins to falter and slowly disappear within Veyr. Winter will be upon the continent soon, but what does this disease mean for the creatures that call this place home? Mysterious sounds and small quakes seem to be happening occasionally when no witnesses are present to see their source. Could they somehow be releated to the disease or are the creatures of Drift destined to be confronted with multiple dangers when the snow begins to fall?
Season
Autumn
The skies have begun to darken with autumn rains during the day and the nighttime temperatures are starting to plummet. Mornings outside of the desert lands are greeted by frozen dew and fog, and leaves have begun to change colors and fall from the trees. Winter is quickly approaching and with it comes unknown dangers. There is strength in numbers, but what about those that have no place to call home?
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