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

She left about a week-ish ago...
extended scouting trip and such

Her own hackles tipped in response, though she maintained her neutral posture. It had been his soft chuff which had caught her attention, a barely audible sound in the relative quiet of winter. Ying took another few steps along the trail of thick ice and watched him, wondering what he might do next. She barked to get his attention, as though she hadn't already caught it, and awaited his reply.