Duck Lake now that i'm old, i sing for it

It wasn't much, but it was something. The howl echoed through Blondine's ears, and though she had no real direction, she had a pull. There were voices not too far off, so she made her way toward them, soon finding Xan and a femme who she hadn't met yet; they could deal with introductions later. For now, they had a mission, just as had been said: Let's find her. 

The snow was tall and thick, making walking take much more energy than Blondine had to give. Although her body protested with each step, she knew that it would be worth it once they'd found Indra. She's safe, Blondine thought to herself, She has to be. 

Which way?