Stone Circle Do you want to build a snowman? It doesn't have to be a snowman.

the change in atmosphere was strange, the heavy feeling in the air was tangible. krypton stood at the edge of her den before she heard steady's call, sensing that something was coming-- something big. the fallen beta narrowed her eyes at the sky, her fur spiking up. whatever was coming, it was going to test the pack's strength and bond with one another. 

she then heard her alpha's call and heeded it. she arrived early, sat down, and carefully listened to steady. a storm was on its' way, yes, and the pack needed to huddle together to increase surviving rates. since children were present in the ranks, their survival depended on the pack being able to keep them warm.

krypton did not hesitate. the shelter was a tight fit, especially for her tall and large figure. however, what shelter was shelter, even if it was big or small. she settled down near everyone, brushing fur with others and watching the entrance of the cave dutifully. she said nothing; not a word fell from her black lips. she was silent, awaiting to hear the storm cry out.