Phoenix Maplewood maybe I can drown

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wintersbane does not stray too far from the glacier, now that he's decided to call it home ...not that he could even if he wished to. his wound, though kept clean by @Iana's diligent efforts. still, wintersbane keeps in mind that he'd be no good to anyone if he got an infection or collapsed somewhere where no one would find him. he had not survived so much and worse to die by a cut to his leg. 

the throb of pain from the give and pull of torn sinew is dull; an ache that he feels with each step he takes and while he's putting an effort towards being mindful, he also knows there's much work to be done. while the glacier from the check-over he'd given seemed fairly self sufficient he wanted to check out herds hanging around in neighboring territories.

it is during such that he comes across the piebald; a wolfdog, wintersbane thinks, reminded of quellcrists' mother elixir briefly... but strangely she more resembled a girl of wintersbane's past with a similar appearance. he lets out a low chuff upon his approach, brow furrowing as he studies her licking the tree; and unable to put together that she was licking sap ( because he's never tasted it himself ) he cannot help but give a small tilt of his head in confusion.