Northstar Vale i'm failing upwards again

going to tag @Meadow and @Reyson for visibility, but AW!

Boone was damn certain he'd begun to spiral into a fit of hysteria.
He'd scaled the peaks, nose to the ground for any sign of life, people, somebody — and for a while, in the secluded region he and his wife had begun to settle in, it was desolate. The chill is heavy on his back, a frantic search —
It felt as if it was all for naught. Even if he did find someone — who knew if they had any knowledge of medicine, and who was to say they'd assist a stranger if so? But his desperation leads him onward, a frenzy; flurries sticking to the cold-tipped ruff of his back, chest heaving, legs burning, heart pounding deep in the confines of ribcage, his own wounds still scorching.
But then, as if it were his saving grace from God, the mark of a border hits his nose a good bit from the place he'd first found his wife — wolves. People. Maybe;
The clock is ticking. He stands at the edge of a vast outcropping of forest nestled deep in these hills, and he throws his head back in a call to anyone who might listen.