Altar of Twilight Get cool, boy

Tags for reference, thread for Vallkyrie.

As he, @Melaine and @Vallkyrie made their way across the foothills, they searched through the snow that still showed signs of having been heaved down the mountainside. Boulders peeked through the layers of snow, which was often dirty from dust. One area in particular drew Bronco's eye- as the dirt, rocks and boulders shared the same shimmering, silvery dust that had been in the cave he and @Meerkat had once shared while living on Moonspear. He gulped. It meant that if they had stayed on Moonspear, there was a fairly decent chance that they might have been buried alive in the landslide, and dragged halfway down the mountain. 

He and his search partners never roved too far apart, but there were times when they lost sight of each other, following their nose to try and sniff out any other wolves, though they kept in contact with howls, or by occasionally crossing paths again. Spreading out meant that they would cover more area, but after a while, he found himself tracking Vallkyrie down, and called out with a light chuff, asking her to wait up for him as he made his way toward her over the rubble. 

Once he reached her, he touched his nose to her cheek, both as a greeting, and as a means of asking for comfort. It perturbed him that they hadn't found signs of any others just yet. And while he didn't want to talk about it, necessarily, he knew that he couldn't expect Vallkyrie to stick with him through the entire search- not when she was pledged to another pack. He wasn't sure how to bring it up, either, so he was awkwardly silent for a moment. He thought the best way to bring it up, then, was by at least beginning with gratitude. "I really appreciate you, for helping out, Vallkyrie," He said softly.