Arrow Lake trommelschlag

Her scattered family dominated her thoughts most of the time, and lately she had been considering making a trip back to the glacier just to search for those who were still unaccounted for. Among those whose fates were still unknown were her sisters, and every day that passed strengthened her fear that they had perished under the snow that covered her fallen kingdom. 

Her thoughts were interrupted by the fresh scent trail of the lavender-eyed male, and keeping her black nose to the ground, she followed it through the snow until she saw the dark man in the distance. A quiet chuff moved from her chest as she approached, and she fell into step next to her packmate, offering a stiff nod and a brief brush of her shoulder against his in greeting.