Moonsong Glacier the tears that spill from her eyes

Eh, i always think my posts are weird in one way or another. :P

 
After having finally arrived at her destination, the stout female made her way almost immediately to somewhat higher ground. Having been born and living in an environment such as this, it was easier for her than most wolves to climb up the slick pathways. One wrong step would still prove to be fatal but Cassandra trusted in her experience and ability to traverse this kind of ground. Not long after, the arctic wolf found a place to rest for a while. Her big body sagged down, enjoying the cold seeping into her body from the place she was lying on. The she-wolf preferred the colder climate as her body was made for this. Her long and dense fur sometimes made her overheat so having the ice cool her body was really relaxing. The sun also shone today and it made her slightly drowsy to lay in its warm light, lower body cooled by the area and upper body warmed by the sun. Her eye closed, her head turned towards the sun to enjoy the light without being blinded.
 
Cassandra had actually noticed the catastrophic events taking place in this land. It made her unsure if she should stay but given the amount of wolves, it made her believe that this was not a usual occurrence. Thinking about it, it might have not been such a good idea to climb the glacier she was currently resting on. The earthquakes might make it break apart and she could fall to her death. Having experienced all kind of problems in her old homeland, it would do her good to get to less treacherous ground. And here she had enjoyed herself but no matter surviving was more important than her comfort. Icy eyes opening, she released a low sigh and stood up again. Her body continued her way back down again to the safer area of this glacier. On the way her ears swiveled sideways, having heard the ice creaking in regular steps. Someone was threading over it and it soon became clear what or who it was. A cub halfway to adulthood as far as Cassandra was able to tell.
 
It made her wonder, who would let a wolf as young as this casually walk around? If she would have done that during that age, she would have been eaten by predators or another pack for sure. To them she was just another food source and too young to actually defend herself. Maybe this land was not as dangerous as she was used too? Whatever the case, this area was dangerous as it is and being a cub was not helping. Even though she usually does not interfere in other’s peoples business, she did not want to be responsible for a little ones death, especially not with the tremors happening sometimes. Her big body slowly made the way towards the cub, large paws clearing the way in easy strides. “This is a dangerous place for a little one, why are you here alone?” she spoke in her deep voice, body turned in a way to not seem to scary. She knows that she is bigger than most other wolves, even in her homeland. It was an advantage but sometimes she scared or frightened others with her appearance. So she tried her best to not be as intimidating.