Ankyra Sound Deliver us

Her first winter had been spend with her family, learning new skills and training to be the worthy grown woman that would follow in her father's pawprints one day. Today, she didn't know what she was training for anymore. To survive, she concluded, since she wasn't sad to a point that made her not want to live anymore. There was so much still out there for her to discover - and not only on the cold beaches she had called home, but in the mountains where the surface ripped at her padded paws and the forest where she could feel it living all around her.

She sniffled at the near-frozen sand, but no - her family's scent was no where to be found. She sighed as she raised her head again, nearly freezing when she realized she wasn't alone. She blinked, peering at the stranger. Why did he feel so familliar? But then, those silvered hackles... those electric yellow eyes... Though older, it was hard not to recognize him and her heart skipped a beat.

She couldn't get a single word to come out of her usually chatty mouth, wondering if he recognized the butterfly of the coast after nearly a year had passed.