Snowforest Taiga Some turn to dust or to gold

The less mobile of the two wolves was moments away from relieving her bladder into said bushes when Saena called, and much to her horror, there was no stopping it. Bazi backed her rear end into the shrubbery for privacy, forcing urine out as fast as she possibly could without rupturing something. The grass dampened the noise somewhat, but not enough. "I can climb just fine," she grumbled grouchily to herself, giving her business end an awkward shake before stepping out again to squint at the caller. The approaching wolf was young, and undeniably beautiful. She possessed the kind of figure that Bazi feared would never again be hers, with striking copper markings and a graceful gait. The mountain Alpha pushed back her shoulders in an attempt to come across more regal. It didn't work. So much for the the 'glow'. "What're you doing here on your own?" she called back, narrowing her eyes at the young whipper-snapper adventurer (oh my GOD I am my mother).