Gyrfalcon's Keep to die a second death

The huntress kept her snout flush to the ground. A westward breeze blew through the forest, pushing loose snowflakes up into the air. She turned her head to shield her eyes from impact, then noticing a familiar scent being carried her way. Ying was curious; she lifted her head and scanned the surrounding area, noticing another wolf in the distance.

She sounded a chuff but remained in place. Where did she know him from? He looked somewhat like...困困? she called, wondering if it really was him. If not, Ying was not opposed to the idea of hunting with this stranger.