Lake Rodney Fear both the heat and the cold of your heart.

wow lol she's so far from YL!

The lake's edge was swampy in places; an abundance of now-melting snow fed back in to it, turning the clay bank in to a small mire. It didn't bother him at all as he tread through it. The feeling of cold mud between his toes wasn't the best thing ever, but it didn't hurt him at all. The grizzled white-grey of his limbs turned a cold brown as a result. Nothing here though but algae and ice; a pity, he would have liked to find something terrestrial to eat.

Revui chuffs softly to himself, snorting air out of his nose to clear his sinuses and all the scents he had been trailing after. He took a fresh breath and detected something vaguely familiar - perhaps a fox, or some foreign wolf - and with his interest piqued he began to scour the shore for more proof of life. Had the woman been any other shade beyond snow white he would have noticed her sooner.

It was the scent of Moonspear that stopped him in his tracks, and as Revui wasn't sure how his re-appearance would be taken by his family, he was more than a little hesitant. He swung his head around as he peered through the boggy trees, the serration of his fur evidence enough that he was not one to be trifled with.