King Elk Forest Seeking refuge

The tan she wolf travels through the frost bitten tree's as she paws the ice cold snow that laid untouched on the ground until now. She stops in her trek as she approaches the borderline of a territory, the wolf sniffs the ground and the scent mark is recent. She waits there for a slight moment debating internally on whether she should call to a pack wolf. The icy wind however makes up her mind for her. Her lone howl traveled through the trees and hopefully to the ears of a wolf of that pack.