Stone Circle Breathing in the snowflakes

Mara turned upon hearing the bark of another, only to spot the yin-yang pelted wolf coming her way. She instantly attepted to not look so cold, and held back the shivering best she could, not wanting to bother anyone with worrying about her temperature. She sent the new recruit another smile, also an attempt to prove that she was okay [which she was failing at horrible]. "Yes, just a little cold is all." She insisted. It was rather strange she hadn't found a perminent den yet, all the others were old and falling apart, but they were they best things to rest in. She'd been here for a few weeks now without a home, rather strange. "Well, no, but that's okay there's plenty of small ones hidden around."