Dawnlark Plains pretend you know this song

@Tahoe ^^

How was there snow on the ground this late into the year? This territory was odd, and even though the snow on the ground wasn't much, it was still snow. In summer. In all four years of his life, Alejandro had not seen anything like it. The spotted man approached a particularly dense patch of ice, pawing at it in wonder. How strange. 

He'd been traveling with Tahoe for a while now - the man was quiet, strong, and intriguing. A perfect traveling companion, even if Ale had to carry on the conversation more often than not. Luckily for him, and perhaps not so luckily for the wolf he was with, he had never been at a loss for words. 

Pausing for a moment, the St. Clair turned around. Where was that companion of his, anyway? He couldn't have left him too far behind.