Silverlight Terrace a lovely night for stargazing and poorly behaving

For Chai, the night was cold and lonely. She was still no closer to finding a true home in this vast new wilderness. She had only met one pack wolf so far. The other was a drifter like herself. And while her encounter with each of them had been pleasant enough, she felt as if she must move on. She still wanted to get to know the place, to take her time in doing so.

But not too long. Not while it was winter. 

Kept awake by her thoughts, the young woman strolled aimlessly through the stretch rolling hills. The frozen snow crunched softly beneath her paws, to where her icy eyes were cast. She had to remain optimistic. The sound of a voice...of singing, pulled her out of her trance. Shaking her head as if to clear out her ears, she strained to find the source. After a couple of glances this way and that, she spotted another lone figure. Unsure if she should approach or be on her way, she stayed put, waiting to see what they'd do...or if they'd notice her.