Moonspear say a few words to the winds

With the arrival of Constantine and Aria (and the other one, ailee or something like that) came the arrival of winter, and to little Alya, it only added to the magic of the foreign wolves. She admired them greatly, though not quite so much as she admired the Great White. They were about on-par with Mamakaze, though.

"Mamakaze?" Alya called, moving blithely through the snow. It'd been very exciting at first, and she still liked the stuff, but she was used to it, now. "Where are you?" she laughed, sniffing for the dark woman and finding that her nose wasn't working quite right in the cold. She had something she'd been wanting to ask lately, but it just hadn't seemed like the right time after what happened with Dashie. 

That attack was become a distant (though scary) memory, now, and Alya finally felt confident enough to be away from her family for short periods of time, though she never went far or was gone for long.