Blacktail Deer Plateau hey man,

As someone who rotated between the two fronting positions of the sled, Cosmo had no business getting himself lost. But when you see a rabbit hopping along as your stomach starts growling, you should probably chase it, right? And that’s exactly what he’d done, and he thought he gave a good chase! He also thought that he wasn’t trained as a hunting dog, and it showed, considering the fact that he quickly lost sight of the hare once the wood got denser. He also also thought that he was most definitely lost now. Which was, of course, the rabbit’s fault.

Cosmo was attempting to put his sense of navigation to use, but without a team to fall back on, he found himself becoming overwhelmed by all the sights and sounds and smells and… stuff. Just before he started to panic, another noise cut through all the rest – a loud, impressive howl, perking his ears up as his head snapped in the direction it came from. It sounded distinctly different from the howls of his past friends, not shrill enough to be a husky, and wasn’t, uh, Samoyed-y, but Cosmo thought it sounded friend-shaped enough to follow. Maybe that was his way of finding his way back to where he came from! Maybe they had food. Probably not.

“Hey, I heard you from further back! Did’ja get lost too? Maybe we – “ As Cosmo trotted out of the wood, his cheery voice paused. He could’ve mistaken the mottled gray fur for a husky, but this dog practically towered over him – in fact, they probably weren’t a dog at all, now that he thought about it for more than half a second, in the middle of the wilderness. He took a cautious step back from the dog that was most definitely a wolf and not a dog or a weird husky, keeping his distance, but frozen with curiosity all the same. “Oh. You’re a wolf. Sorry, thought you were a dog. Is that rude? Sorry for being rude.”