Permafrost Hollows when springtime came, red robin built a nest,

maybe @Wintersbane?

She feels like she could get lost in these icy tunnels. Maybe she already is, honestly. She can't fathom why any wolf would choose to settle somewhere so maze-like and cold. She has yet to actually meet the man who'd apparently chosen this place, and her mind offers all sorts of possibilities. The only constant among all her assumptions is the thought that he must be truly crazy. She misses the relative warmth and safety of Easthollow, especially when compared to the looming stacks of ice at the Hollows.
She pauses her stressed trek with a sigh, ears laying back as she shivers and glances around. It doesn't look any different here than it had ten minutes ago. So, she's probably lost. She swallows, briefly considering calling for @Derg — but something makes her hesitate. The man already thinks of her as a child, weak and clueless, and perhaps he's right but that doesn't mean it is what she wants him to think about her. She does not want to be seen as the girl always needing protection, the scared kid who refuses to grow up even when the world is pushing her toward it. So she takes a deep breath and stifles her emotions, resuming her steady pace through the tunnels with a little more determination now. She'll figure it out eventually, right?