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A long winter that had been chill but dry, followed by a spring that let loose several cat-heights of snow over the next three moons, and now this... Season. If you could call it that. Though most of the snow in and around New Nandryx had melted, everything retained a drab, brown sort of atmosphere. If one looked closely, perhaps the grass would seem a little greener than it had been, or the buds on the tips of dead-looking branches would come into focus, but those were the only signs that a real spring was on the way. The world remained in stasis, as day by day the barriers against the caimans grew higher. And though she did her part with the determined energy of someone who feels they absolutely must perform their duty, with each passing day Shibui was reminded how much she hated the power she had been given.
It wasn't that she didn't appreciate it, she mused as her paws brought her in a meandering path through Pheasant Woods. Her power, and the walls themselves, had given her