Shadewood can't think of a thread title lmao

Two ghosts of ivory draped silk fur through the forest floor, swiftly weaving betwixt the snow-topped trunks with a sole purpose in mind - to locate the others, at least one, though specifically @Cry. No doubt @Ehani was experiencing prickles of hunger, and so the radiant empress led her delicate paws to one of the nearest caches, where a choice of various meats could be selected from the unburied aray; the huntress was always sure to keep them well-stocked, eager to ensure that her packmates would remain healthy, and now was scarcely different-

-but this time, she was with a cousin. Family.

"Here, you can take what you need," she offered, voice pooling into the air with a puff of frosted breath. Fog had settled around the woodland, masking it in a curtain of hazy grey, and the tracker reminded herself to focus her senses on sound and scent, always careful. Always alert, even in her own home.