Moonspear three blind mice

Weather: 0°F, clear. Tagged the injured babies because Dune wants to make a good impression. :P

The skies had cleared, and visibility was good for the first time in a long time. Dune had started to think the clouds would never leave them. In fact, he did not see a single cloud in sight. The bright blue sky seemed to open up forever above him, and he grinned happily in the midday sun. It was cold and a bit windy, but nothing he couldn't handle. The temperature had slowly been rising all day, and although there was definitely still a chill in the air, the sun on his back made Dune feel a whole lot more alive than he had in weeks.

He knew that three of the pack's wolves had been injured during a recent run-in with a cougar, and wishing to make a good impression, Dune had stuffed in his jaws three fat rabbits to deliver to them. @Terance he had met a couple of days ago, @Wraen even before that, but he had yet to seek out the third victim: @Liffey, although he had heard the name around. Dune made his way to the rendezvous site where he thought they might be, ears pricking up as he tried to pick them out of the landscape.