The Heartwood Snow Covered Pain

She held her breath for a split second. She didn't know this wolf and there was no telling how he would respond to her. Every chance meeting with a stranger was a risk. It's just how wolves were. Some were amicable and some were standoffish, or worse, vile natured. Luckily, this dark man seemed anything if not polite. 

Letting what minute tension that had gathered in her shoulders slip away, Keyni donned her easy, but composed soft smile. Stepping closer through the snow with a gently wagging tail, she paused again to give them both some breathing room. "I am searching for someone, actually. A pack mate and a friend of mine." Her eyes shifted to her left, skimming through the distant assortment of trees, as if hopeful for Lunaria's re-appearance. Nothing. She turned back to him. "But, I haven't much luck. What draws you out to these parts?"