Moonspear where you once were there is a space, that runs as deep as hell

Not yet as skilled as his mother was at traversing their mountain home, Atlas had found his large paws fumbling against the thick layer of snow, as well as the ice that had settled on the slick stones. No matter the struggle that he was faced with, the dark titan had caught wind of Hydra and had trailed after her. She had given advice for how to follow prey - signs to watch for, tricks that could be used - and he used it to keep the dark woman in his path. The boy did not know what called her away, but he aimed to follow after her and find out. 

Leaping over a precarious snowbank, Atlas sunk into the fresh powder on the other side with a quiet grunt. It was there that he caught sight of the dark cloak that was draped along his mother's back. The fiery gold of his gaze came to life. His spirit was refreshed and he had been inspired to give chase to the woman.