04-05-2021, 02:35 PM
Annika didn't know where to go, so she simply.. wandered. Her thick fur prepared her for a wicked winter, and so she left the warmer climate behind in order to find somewhere more suited to her needs. The Russian ambled slowly, her paws crunching through the snow as she lazily approached some big ass lake. Frozen, naturally, but she knew a few tricks to weaken the ice enough for a drink. Annika began to paw idly through the snow on the hunt for a rock, sighing as she contemplated what to do with this new life she had been given. The bear of a woman was forlorn as she dug, wishing more than anything she had been stranded with a friend. Or food.
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