Atiena

Atiena let her bright orange eyes scan the horizon as she stood on the edge of a cliff with her head held high. She hadn't had any interaction with another creature yet and sighed to herself. She didn't know how lonely she could feel until then.
Atiena lifted a white paw and waved it in the air over the cliff. She had to be careful- a small shift of her weight and she could slip and fall. Sure, she was lonely. But she didn't plan to die anytime soon.