Duskfire Glacier Wayward

He'd come off the mountaintops back the way he'd entered these parts, toward the glacial lake and snow blanketed valley. While he still held a considerable amount of fat over his muscle that kept him warm he found the crisp mountain air a bit much for his lungs and validated himself for his retreat by telling himself if he headed back some he could stumble into Hosea or Pike if they came looking for him.
Archie moseyed his way past the valley and the frozen lake stumbling on a rocky area with a big rock smashed right in two neat halves. curiosity had drawn him toward it for further inspection and it was pure chance that he was observant enough to notice the pit formed beneath the middle of the stones. It only took a little careful digging for him to squeeze himself into and once inside he delighted in making himself at home. That was where he'd been sleeping for the past several nights and during the day he kept to the lake breaking open the ice in the hopes to lure prey in with fresh drinking water each day. The area reminded him vaguely of the mountain passes that crested up out of the valleys at home forming canyons, lakes, and caverns giving beauty to an otherwise boring and endless expanse of plains.


"C'mon Dangit" 
   His voice echoed probably a bit too loudly along the lakeside he walked along. The days weren't too cold here but the night's were freezing, freezing enough that the spot Archie had broken through the ice the day before had gone and frozen over. That or he was forgetting where it was but in his hangry state he wasn't about to consider his own faults. Tossing his head with a growl he stopped walking and turned to the lake picking a spot, placing his two chunky paws down on the ice and then rearing up with clumsy balance to strike back down with a grunt. That's what he'd be doing for the next ten minutes if anyone stumbled on him, it would take at least that long before he broke through.