Frostfire Ridge iksuktaktuk

Lane turned back to the man after making her suggestion, only to discover that he had vanished into the blizzard. 

Had he hear her? Agreed with her? Had he already started south? 

Lane began to move in the direction that she assumed was south-- she was struggling to navigate in this storm-- stopping every few steps to scan for the ivory stranger. Soon the earth beneath her feet began to decline, and Lane concluded that she had reached the ridge. There was still no sign of the other wolf, but then again, it was unlikely she would see him against the wintery backdrop if there was any distance between the pair. 

She would take one last glance around before she tucked herself over the ridgeline and turned west.