Spotted Eagle Mountain what light breaks through these clouds

Making some assumptions with her timeline & travel etc. Tagging for reference (in case you want to mention the howl in another thread, mixed!).

Things were looking up for the vagabond as far as she could tell, although the onset of winter was occurring much faster than she had anticipated. The sky had been streaked with ominous gray for hours now and while Rheia loved to watch the sky, she was nervous about what it's darkness may portend. There was hardly any discussion to be had with her companion as they migrated; full in the belly and charmed by her company, Rheia had no complaints. It felt right to be with a sister again even if that sister was of a different ilk; unlike the coastal women who came before her, Rheia was surprisingly adaptable. She had not ascribed so hastily to their rigid traditions.

When their travel brought them closer to the mountains Rheia's heart almost beat out of her chest from excitement. She saw the looming shapes on the horizon and was so eager she took off after them - kicking up freshly fallen snow and finding herself on a path without Sif quite suddenly. It wasn't until her lungs were full of frigid mountain air that she realized Sif was not with her. It was a setback indeed - one that might unravel everything. Rheia did what came naturally and lifted her snout, calling out to @Sif that I am here!

Then, she waited. The girl felt a vastness to her impatience in those moments, but she waited there with her head up and ears spinning in the hopes that there would be a return message. There was no telling how far Rheia had gone from her new sister's side and it frightened her to think about the woman's reaction. It wasn't so much that Rheia was afraid of Sif but she was, admittedly, far too committed to the easy out that the girl represented.

She did not hear a call, and decided to press on before the snow could build up too much around her. It had already filled the gaps in the mountainous terrain so much that Rheia was wading chest-deep through it. She cast another glance towards the sky just as a pale creature emerged from the cover of the trees - but she didn't see Phocion, only the moody sky that blotted out her beloved mother.