Sawtooth Spire A Little Push

Their paws carried them across their mountain home. Here and there, he would pause to examine a lingering scent and would either cover it up or replace it with his own. He kept pace with her, resuming their patrol of the inner territories as they prowled this area together. Her a shadow. Him a blaze. They were a curious pair.

Her words were noncommittal and vague. More space was a given. Their current location was too small for their quaint brood and themselves, but if they were to inspect alternative realestate, he had a few more suggestions to add to the list. "Someplace warm," he offered, hoping to spark a little more creativity to her thought process. "Sheltered from the winter winds and snow... Large enough for all of us..." Not just the pups, but the pack too. They were all sleeping mostly under makeshift trees and temporary nooks. It would be nice for their entire pack to have the option of sleeping in a space that could hold them all.