Blackfoot Forest two melodies

"Indeed it is." He sighed, his breath visible in the misty air. The icy-eyed male watched the land around them, wondering if the Spine was experiencing the same fog as they were. It was possible, as the mountains were not high enough to create a rain shadow, or dispel the fog. "You're an arctic wolf aren't you? You must not have seen trees very much up there, right?" Part of him had a natural disdain for arctic wolves, especially ever since he had entered their lives. And left it, quite quickly. And messily.