Duskfire Glacier I will fall to the ground

Danica wasn't feeling all that well. The stress of Njal and Larus' disappearances had taken a toll on the entire pack and the small family was being run ragged in the search. She'd hardly slept, a thing that didn't sit well with the she-wolf. She was used to getting her rest. Those damn cats had gotten them, though, and stolen their heart while they hadn't been watching. If it had been any but the children... but Danica had a soft spot for the pups, much as she refused to admit it.

Currently she was doggedly walking the perimeter, taking scents without much hope but moreso to just be doing something. She almost walked right by the miniscule figure who approached, but stopped short when movement caught her eye.

Dear god, please don't let him be wanting to join, she thought scathingly, not much in the mood for meeting anyone, let alone this sad excuse for a wolf. "Hey, what's your business here?!" she asked shortly, refraining at least from throwing in an insult.