It was a chilly, early spring day. The birds were finally calling to one another again and Myrak could no longer see his own breath, so it was clear that someone as fuzzy as he was could relax outdoors in the forest again. The Eevee lounged against a tree and was positioned right where a ray of sunlight pierced the branches above. He closed his eyes, relaxed to the scents and sounds of nature, and drifted into his thoughts. Time lost meaning as his mind wandered heedless of any rhyme or reas