Whitebark Stream Our future days, days of you and me.

His father agreed that he could tag along, which prompted a cheerful grin to light up his ashen features. Blue eyes glistened happily, and he moved in closer to the gilded Alpha.

"We sniff?" Winter asked, followed closely by an exaggerated exhale. He lowered his head to the ground so that he might test the earth and the grass fir any sign of someone having passed through.