It was the start of a very, very long day. Dala awoke early that morning to start getting ready. She slipped out of her bed, hind paws clacking against the wooden floor. With a yawn she stood and started her morning routine...but with a bit more speed.
The previous day she had been tasked with her stryx Soran's final tribute challenge. She and he had to pay tribute to Galyx, in the form of a hunt, a might strong hunt. Of course, she thought it was all a joke...hunt a snow unicorn? Really? When she was handed the letter it took all her might not to smack the messenger over the head with it. There was NO way the frost unicorn was real, thats nothing but a myth! I mean, there are stryx...but a unicorn? No way. Dala knew better but...she was tasked with it any way, so she had to oblige, with a roll of the eyes of course.
After she was ready, Dala took her leathers and placed them on, and locked up her home with a heavy metal latch. It was a short walk to the barn where most of her stryx ha