Snowforest Taiga i'll see you again

@Warlock <3

He finds a pack south of the river, to his delight and dismay; an odd mix of feelings, but they always are. The sun is starting to set by the time he feels confident enough to inspect the scent markers more closely, casting a warm glow over the landscape that seems to clash with the cool-toned onset of winter, leaving the wilds awash in greys and faint purples as the light fades. The ice wraith drifts through the gloom with a casual air, a bright silver wisp against the land from a distance. A cautious gap lingers between the ghost and the packlands he haunts, closing with each passing minute that he goes undiscovered. He has no intention of trespassing, but he intends to uncover the full scope of this pack before he departs.