Wheeling Gull Isle krampusnacht

It’s weird to be in a new place, even if she likes it. It’s not as harsh as the glacier. Is this what Tahani meant when she said they’d find a new place? Somewhere like this? She’s surrounded by water, which is nice, but it’s too angry to play in but she does find other sources that capture her attention. All of it is cold, though, but maybe when the air isn’t freezing it won’t be so bad.
 
Currituck finds herself at the heart of the territory where the wind still reaches but not nearly as badly. Her thin coat can maybe get the hang of it here.
 
Her belly is full, which she hasn’t felt in weeks at this point, but she finds herself still search for something else to add to her stomach. Going so long without food continues her drive but she’s suddenly distracted by a pale figure. It’s not the same white she’s used to on the snow wolves and his face and ears are tipped in darker colors. The scars are scary, too, and her large ears fall back against her head. Currituck doesn’t make herself known (though she hadn’t really been disguising herself) as she watches him move through the area.