Rain.. It wasn't even warm rain. It was cold, nasty and wet outside. Thankfully there had been a bit of a break in the storm so she'd gone out in search of something better to use as shelter than the small crevice she'd found. Folding her wings tight against her for warmth, she stepped through the fresh green grasses that cling to her legs.
The sky was still was over cast and the breeze whipped with a chilling bite. Rains so close to the end of winter.. these were the times she disliked the most. Cold was one thing.. Wet cold was the worst. It cut to the bone swifter than just a winter's wind storm kicking up snow drifts. Still she had to get to something better than where she'd been before.. That little hide away wasn't big enough to wait out a bigger storm should this one decide it was far from over.
