Silvertip Mountain Light of a clear blue morning

He answered her unasked question by positioning himself so that she would run into him if she slid more. For a moment, she considered it, but getting tangled up with him might injure her shoulder more, and that isn't what she wanted. So, she wagged her tail silently, and gave him a knowing smile.

She listened as he told her about winter and what it entailed—mostly a lot of cold everything. What's snow like? she asked. The very tip of Silvertip Mountain had some on it, but she had never been up that high. She noticed in her exploring that the higher up she went, the more difficult it got to breath. 

He seemed hesitant to want to explain the winters for a lone wolf, and she considered it for a moment. Adeline was curious by nature, and though experiencing the hard stuff in life was, well, hard, she would have to do it one day. Yeah, I want to know, she said. Hopefully, she would never have to experience this particular hardship, but if she ever did, maybe this would help prepare her.