Heron Lake Plateau Silver Forest Vanhoover

She had followed him silently, slipping through the snow with ease. She assumed that he was going to announce his departure from his pack, and thought that if it lead to fangs she should be by his side. Nobody would touch a hair on his lovely pelt if she was near. Illecebra lurked behind Mawk and slowed just as he seemed to smell something. Stiffening as she wondered if she was caught, she hid herself only to peek out at the sound of the wolf dog's loud laughter. 


He was looking at someone who seemed to be fallen on the ice, and out of curiosity she slipped into the open and crept by his side pressing her fur against his own. She snorted as she saw the sprawled male's ungainly position and shook her head amused "Are you alright?" She asked tilting her head to the side with a smirk.