Alpine Lake spinning round as we circle the drain

She knew he worried about leaving her behind, given that a good part of the pack had nothing but ill feelings towards her. She didn't particularly care, though, and would have reminded him that she was capable of taking care of herself, but instead, she had accepted his invitation to accompany him on his scouting mission—the thought of having some time for just the two of them, away from the pack drama, was too enticing to pass up. Plus, she much preferred his company anyway.

They had been separated just long enough for her to check the perimeter of the lake for anything suspect. They were both tired and needed to rest, but the visibility through the snow and wind was terrible, and she wanted to check things out before settling down somewhere. 

Finding nothing of real interest, she doubled back and, picking up Kynareth's scent, tracked him to where he had stopped near the frozen lake. It looked like he had found something. She trotted forward, rubbing against him as she came to stand beside him. It was then that she saw Whrist, but she offered her only a cold, brief stare before focusing on whatever her husband was trying to coax out.