Moonspear Curiosity of the Wolf

Whisper soon reached the point of stopping, she caught her breath as she looked around for shelter to sleep in. She had no luck in her search and began to dig a temporary den in the dirt. Even though it would not protect her from the cold winter air, it would at least sheild her from the frosty wind. She succeeds in her den making and curls into a ball. She whimpered as she thought of the pack she saw today, how they are surrounded by the moist warm breath of their fellow slumbering pack mates.