Alpine Lake run, run, blood

The fridge winter air had drive. Shalon to scout for meat. The cold having driven away the herds that once roamed the open fields surrounding the territory of the Fire Court pack. She still needed to speak with her Kig and Queen about what course of action they would take but they had many hungry mouths to feed with winter in full swing. 

It was during this time that she caught the scent of a few others. And her curiosity set in. She followed them, and realized they too had been scouting the herds. It was easy to follow their tracks through the snow as they climbed to the peak. She stopped short upon seeing them for the first time. Two women. Sisters perhaps. "Hello." Shalon spoke loud enough to be heard, and with slight authority although she had no intention of seeking dominance. They were all on equal footing here, being in neutral territory.