Moonspear a hunt

She pauses in her trek, breathing deep the scents around her. Mostly just frozen waters of ice and snow and she could only smell her cousin by how directly near she was coming. The phantom faced young girl turns her attention to the other, meeting her almond hase with a solemn expression of her own. Though as the weasel is settled, a smile presses to Elke's features.

Always being a girl who had been kept to the outskirts of her birth territory, she had grown to be bot only reclusive but rather selective of those she reached out too. Elke was far more in tune with the nature of the world itself around her then making conversation with her packmates. Sialuk however, like Hydra, had become the beginnings of friendship outside her little immediate family who now, as it were, all were lost to her.

Thank you cousin... She speaks, her breath a quiver of weariness and tiredness. I guess I spend too much time worrying of others and not myself. She tries to make light of it, to joke upon her own stupidity, but it was obvious the loss of her family had effected Elke in ways she could not shake off and move on with. She wondered how @Hydra was holding up with this all too.