Sunbeam Lair A whisper in the breeze

ooc: perhaps we could get a fox hunt in :D?

She had ventured outside of the cave, loping up the mountainside that made up the ceiling of the den as she landed into deep snow at times. often, snow would break apart and slide down the mountain as if they were tiny avalanches. shikoba didn't weigh too much, though, luckily, and was often able to get on top of the snow at times before sinking. the faster she moved, the less sinking occurred. with a fast pace, she lumbered her way towards the upper parts, before finding a small, open platform that was free of snow. it looked like a rock that peeked from the snow, a place to stand on without being on a slant. it was almost as if it was a stage for someone to stand or to observe the land before them.

the native leaped onto the stone bed, observing the land around her. grass, trees, dirt-- all covered in a blanket of white as the sky was clear of any clouds. the sun shined brightly, though it was still a cold temperature outside. gentle breezes carried through the air, whispering in shikoba's ears. she could hear them speak to her as if they were trying to tell her something. "what is it, great spirits?" she asked softly, feeling the breeze's direction shift and blow against her as if the breeze wanted her to return to the lower ground. at first, she did not move, confused about what they were trying to whisper to her, but then a foreign scent caught her nose. it was not a wolf, but another animal. and this particular animal was drawing too close to the cave.

she understood the spirits, they were pushing her to go and remove the threat to her tribe (or so she thought). With a fierce leap, the wolf skidded towards the lower part of the mountain to go and seek out the fox and hopefully weed out the problem as quickly as possible.