Verdant Basin Partners In Crime

Emory had wandered quite a bit of Tuktu, unknowingly right underneath her nose was the pack her beloved brother had created, and lead alongside an entire family. Every day for the months of her disappearance she regretted adventuring on her own without the company of either Reek or Charley. Not a day passed without her thinking of him, without scolding herself for growing too independent. Winter was awful, and long, and cold, and just plain terrible. To wake up in the bitter cold, without the warmth of someone you've had you're entire life was maddeningly depressing. 

Her paws stung, her nose was cold, her eyes were dry, every last centimeter of the vixen was freezing, and she couldn't even distract herself with her favorite passtime; conning. Mainly from the lack of wolves roaming about freely in this season. Most have joined a pack by now, or at least roamed somewhere with another by their side. Though Emory wouldn't dare to replace her dear brother, nor stoop to the level of lowest rank in a pack she didn't wish to be in. So, she was stuck to continue her days wandering the winters snow, searching for a questionably hopeless sibling. 

It wasn't until the wind brought a scent to her nose, it twitched, dissecting what it could from the smell. She unfortunately wasn't able to recongnize it as her brothers, since it'd been tainted so much by children and a mate. Though it still got her attention, she quickly altered herself to look as femininely as possible, perhaps someone she could con into a place to stay.