Northstar Vale tuesday, the seventeenth, bright lights and camaraderie

she tried her best to remain still, though about her the evidence of her body's involuntary movements caused the light snow to quake and resettle. she watched as her breath minted the air and iced in sharp crystals about her nose and paws, and wondered how snow was created -- and how her breath was turning to ice on her paws.

her scholar-like thoughts were lost as a wolf approached her, quite boldly at that. she recognized him by name, and had seen him when he was first accepted into duskvale, but it was there her knowledge of him ended. she lifted her muzzle slightly and a beard of snow clung to the bottom of her chin as she did so.

he was not like another wolf she had met; he had two different colored eyes and was the coldest, most austere form of grey. she was transfixed by the uneveness of his gaze, but was not unnerved -- as he plopped down next to her, her tail beat limply in the snow. she was unsure, but he seemed so very gregarious -- and his eyes were of great interest to her. "explode?" she repeated quietly, her head tilting as a dubious expression overcame her features.