Emberwood i never knew there was a love like this before

The scarred male was becoming familiar with the pale white expanse of flurried cold. He wasn't compliant with it of course; but there was no banishing the frosty grasp of the father of winter.

The spires of aspen's were faulty in the sense of saving the forest groundlevel from the snow, s he had to improvise and clear out his own sleeping quarters. Awol was still asses the epicenter of his makeshift tunneled dome when Bhediya's voice called him,
he prayed it was something exciting.

It had traveled through the trees from the border, and he was determined to find where the location appeared to be from her sound. He arrived a few minutes after, to see Bhediya and a rough fossil and charcoal marked wolf conversing with her. 

"Bhediya," he greeted respectfully with a dip of his head. "Who might you be?" As a leader, he assumed best that his tone was neutral and flat, not to ward off newcomers but also let them know he wasn't soft.