The morning air was crisp, the beginnings of sunlight painting the land in a variety of soft colors. Snow still lingered here and there across the forest floors, just barely beginning to melt and clear away. Winter had run its course, it wouldn’t be much longer before the Spring blooms began.
It was time, Viper thought to herself. The stone floor of the cave she’d slept in was… uncomfortable at best. She’d have preferred to sleep outside on the soft grass, but with ho...
