Stone Circle damn songbirds, all in my ear

A form, stilled by the bank and enveloped in shadows of the trees. Greyback narrowed his eyes at that, and with a curious gaze he ever so slowly creeped up. His paws padding slowly against the earth, maneuvering over the blanket of snow that covered the ground. Perhaps if the girl noticed and turned around he would look more like a wolf hunting their prey than a fellow packmate.

"Blondine?" He questioned, head turned as he realized she was standing in the water. "Your paws will freeze if you stand there any longer."