[Seasonal Event] The morning after

I will try to avoid that, personally, Isla said as she tromped through the snow, kicking up flurries of the stuff as she bounded along, laughing at his quip in response to her. As a lion you'd be able to provide for yourself just as well as if you were your own employer, she pointed out, though I suppose it would be a little lonesome after a while. Still, this is good for trying to get away for a while... Isla paused in the snow at the same time as Remi, though she wasn't sure exactly why. She could smell that, her golden eyes flicking in the same direction. It was only just sunrise, and the glow ahead of them was retreating towards the Woodlands. Baring her teeth and sniffing at the air, Isla instinctively slowed to what was best described as a prowl. I do, she said. Smells delicious. ISLA pray for me pray to me