The mostly white lioness had no idea how she had managed to stumble into the mortal realm, let alone an area surrounded in fog. All she knew was that she had been trying so hard to recall something, anything about her previous life or at least figure out why she couldn't remember it and then, suddenly, she found herself in yet another unfamiliar place. She sighed shaking her head as she found herself tugging on the scarf around her neck (with her claws), to tighten it. It certainly felt cold in this place and the goddess couldn't shake the feeling that she knew this place. "This must be the mortal realm," she mused to herself as she examined her surroundings. It certainly did not have the same feel as the snowy mountain range she had originally found herself at. This place made her uncomfortable although she could not place her paw on just what was.
And that bothered her, it bothered her greatly.
The last time she had didn't have the right word to describe something it had just come to her, easily and without a second thought. Now when it mattered more to her she was left with nothing. She wrinkled her nose and began to pick her way around the area taking each step with uncertainty since she couldn't really see very far before her.

