Duskfire Glacier change of scenery

Most days were spent alone, most memories made without a witness, and most milestones reached without someone there to praise him.

At times, even those simple experiences occurring alone weighed heavily on the young boy... but that would not get him down, not today! Rather, he refrained from putting too much thought into it, that way it had no opportunity to bother him.

As per usual, Aningan wandered through the territory alone. Every now and again, he caught a glimpse of something out of the corner of his eye, but it was gone every time he turned to face it; he liked to believe that it was someone watching over him, someone that he could trust and rely on—how true that was, he had no way of knowing just yet. His mysterious partner appeared far more recently when he neared the borders, which made him wonder a multitude of things, starting with what was out there? Someday, he would find out but, for now, he turned and headed back towards the depths of the territory.

The farther he walked, the less he felt another presence, up until the soft  crunch of snow ahead caught his attention— who was that? He tiptoed the rest of the way forward, body low, curious to see whatever was walking ahead of him before they could spot him. Yet, when he did see, he shot right up and cocked his head to the side with wonder, amazed by the sheer darkness of the wolf ahead. Was she dirty? What had happened to cause her to appear that way? Uncertain and uncontrollably curious, Aningan yelled after her: “H-Hey! What... who are you?”