**Weary** <<Minds>> (Open)

[Sivoncé™]

The night was cool, crisp, and smoke-filled as ever. Plain, boring, lacking its former elegence or familarity. The dark was a cold, unknown stranger rather than a darkly euphoric friend to the wolves. But night didn't need to blanket the skies for things to be so unfamiliar. Unfamiliarity was the only thing that was familiar here.

Sure, the basic structures were still left standing, and black stains had been cleared away for the most part, but evidence of the explosive Moonless Meeting at the heart of the summer left them shattered still. How many moons had it been now, the struggle against starvation, the flashing figures in the mists, the seniors murmuring worriedly of old histories and prophecies....and how many moons like this were left for them to endure?

How many moons do we have left in general? We need to do something, need to act.... Fiery thoughts from the young Breeze as she laid awake in her dried, crumbling nest. Brave words, but her eyes were blank and empty, only windwpanes of sorrow left. Nothing really seemed worth hoping for now. Fall now carpeted the grounds, though you wouldn't be able to tell only from looking there ;; the trees hung bare from comings other than that of autumn.

Breeze rolled over, but sleep would not come, and an hour later, she gave up on the pursuit alltogether. Sitting up and leaning against the dusty earthen walls of the root den, she blinked rapidly to adjust as best as she could to the light. She few figures in the darkness, tossing and turning uncomfortably. "Hello? Anyone? I....I think I need to take a walk or just talk with someone, if it's not too trouble....look, I can't sleep, and I know neither of you can, either. Ignoring it all won't help, so please, someone, let's do something small now, or at least plan a bit. Doesn't have to be something to save the world...."

[nighty!]

<sub>Kunai just came out of the bush after the wolf basically gave him permission to talk. He walked to Breeze and said, "How 'bout both?" It'd be better in his little opinion of walking and talking about how things are and such. "I don't think we can save the whole world, just the things that matter we can though," He replied after the saving the whold world comment.

He sat down next to Breeze. "I'm Kunai, what's your name?" Kunai introduced himself with a question.</sub>

[Sivoncé™]

Breeze's eyes widened as her wishes were granted almost instantaneously.
Mother Earth still has a few pleasant surprises up her sleeves after all....keyword being 'pleasant'.
She listened in silence to what this new character had to say, then rolled over and stood up, shaking a few pieces of coarse, dry moss from her pelt of silver and ebony. "I'm Breeze," she murmured.
"And at this point, saving the world seems kind of impossible. I think it might be better if we started out smaller or something -- like food for the Destinians. It looks like there might be a fight soon and we were hungry to being with, what with this smoke and the colder winds. We need to figure out a system or something to become better fed before winter blows in...." she worried aloud.