Porcupine Ridge the dark tower

she came slowly through the cascading flakes, filled with a trepidation she herself did not quite understand. the winter had been difficult thus far, and it showed with the slim emptiness of her slender sides, the narrow width of her hips. vuk was a creature that was not fond of others, but with the continuing snow came the murmur of her primal brain, telling her 'twas the time to seek out shelter.

and so vuk found herself on the pungent borders of a ridge pack. steeling herself, the woman gave a series of short barks, requesting the appearance of a leader, before her ears cupped back to cup against her skull. vuk crouched in the snow with an unsure whine, shivering with the stress of it all, compounded by the cold wind filled with blowing snow.