Moonspear Curiosity of the Wolf

Frost begins to form on the young she-wolf's fur as she tried to sleep, some part of her forced her to wake. Perhaps the chattering of a nearby squirrel or the screeching of a fox, she was unsure. Ahe knew that her restlessness must mean something. 

Whispers stands up and sees the snow that piled around her, the white serene virgin snow was beautiful but deadly if stayed in for very long. She steps out and felt the cold snow touch her paws and it made her shiver. She looked around and began walking, to where she knew not. What she did know is that she must find some other means of shelter before she froze.