precious and fragile things

Falwasi grinned subtly at the wolf's interest in her past. 'We had hot summers, cold winters - probably not as cold as yours were, but still an arduous season to plough through,' she explained to Dovev, 'Our land mainly consisted of a coniferous tree infested mountain, a modest valley and a vast lake full of fish.' she said, summarizing the place in three key points. Most of the wolves born into the pack were tall and thin to aid them when swimming - a crucial skill to master in the pack. Their pelts were normally of an average length, but they grew thick coats in the winter to support them during the bleak weather.

'What brought you to Teekon Wilds?' the introverted wolf asked Dovev, pondering why he had left his frosty climate to somewhere where the temperature was very high in the summer. He must have had some disturbances by the weather due to his extremely plush coat, made for the snow. Falwasi hadn't had too much trouble with the climate adjustment, the temperature here was somewhat warmer; but her fur wasn't thick to the point of dread. It would broaden out to accommodate the winter, that was approaching at a leisurely rate.