Phantom Hollow A blizzard night

Shale was quick to assure her that she had done nothing wrong. She hoped that he was right. Her feelings of guilt were far less then her feelings of pitty and sorrow for the girl though. It was such a big thing to miss and now that she connected that to the male it was apparent that this could have many aspects. 

She felt bad, not knowing where she was from. Not being able to warn then that such a dispicable wolf was heading there way and possibly ready do the same thing to another one of their unsuspected members. But there was nothing they could do, especially now that they were stuck here for the blizzard. She nodded her head feeling bad that that was the truth. "I suppose you're right."

To change the subject to something more current and less depressing Shale pointed out a hollow in one of the trees. It wasn't her den, but it would do for now. Heck she didn't care much no knowing what she knew. But she didn't see how it was productive to sit and think when there was nothing she could do. "That looks alright." she said going up to it and starting to dig around, picking out the twigs and such in the way pieces. "Definatly makeshift." she commented thinking of how perfect she had made her den back home. But it would be enough to keep the wind off of her pelt for the night, it was only a night.