Moonsong Glacier ⁴man hlaruva rávëa súrë?

Coyotes fled with screeching yelps and whimpers and she turned to the moose with eyes plagued by hunger. She had not seen a meal so plentiful in what felt like moons, mostly dining on rabbits and scavenging. Andromaque looked to the she-wolf and her interest was piqued when she mentioned her wolves.

"I can help you bring this back if you'd like," she offered. It was a large kill, hard to move on it's own especially with how it had been trampled. She was curious. Andromaque had considered seeking out a pack, and now the opportunity presented itself. How could she pass it up now?