Greatwater Lake Hunting for something

Company. The wolf wasn't hard to spot as her auburn coat stood out starkly against the contrasting white of winter, highlighting her presence like a beacon. Mitanni's amber eyes fixed on the youthful figure as she watched the wolf step toward the edge of the lake to drink. The typical uncertainty that once haunted each potential interaction the mottled wolf had was absent now, dispelled by recurring friendly strangers, and figuring this one to be like the others Mitanni continued to walk and bring herself closer to the other.

As she neared, she smiled, tentative but friendly, and set her posture unassumingly. Her head was low, nearly even with her spine, and her tail wagged against the backs of her legs. Mitanni didn't come closer to the wolf, but kept some distance between them for comfort. "Not too cold for a drink, is it?"