The Heartwood corrupted lungs

Heph smiled, falling easily back into old patterns of banter between them. Humor laced itself in between her words as she maintained that fleeting contact with Atka. "I have to stand out somehow if I'm to be next to a beauty like yours that could not possibly fade into any background." Heph gave a wink. While in truth Atka's complexion would give her an advantage against the winter snow Heph doubted she could ever bring herself to fully ignore the other wolf. She enjoyed Atka's company immensely and would most likely always seek her out. Though the future was inscrutable as ever.

She flopped down, laying herself near Atka wondering though the size difference did not let the other wolf to tower over her too much. She glanced around, musing aloud and enjoying sharing the space with the other wolf once more. "Mmmm we should find time to do some hunting or dare I say lazing about. Anything in particular you enjoy doing about the Heartwood?" They had not had much of a chance to spend while staying in this place Atka had decided to call home and Heph was curious how she liked to spend her time.