Redhawk Caldera Something's Coming

Set Jan 1

By the time Bronco woke up, it had already begun to snow. The temperature was fairly mild, so the snowflakes fell lazily in large clumps, drifting slowly to the ground if they didn't get caught up on a branch. He stretched and pulled himself to his feet, squinting in the sunlight as his eyes began to adjust before he began to meander toward where he knew the lake would be, hoping to get a drink to help get rid of some of his morning breath. 

The paths of other wolves crossed his path this way and that, and he paused to sniff and assess each one, and decided he might try and find one of his younger siblings and see if they wanted to go for a hunt when he  came upon a set of tracks too large to have belonged to Primrose, Alyx or Quetzal. He came to an abrupt halt when he sniffed the tracks, and let out a soft bark of surprise. Without another pause, he began to barrel along, sending more snow flying out behind him as he raced along the fresh set of tracks, belonging to none other than his sister, @Nellie, with every intention of smothering her with brotherly love (aka drool) as soon as he caught up with her.