Northstar Vale you're so dead meat

jadeglow eyes followed the joyous trajectory of the great wolf who slipped through the snows with the greatest diversion. kukutux, shoulders shielded by a summer-phase hare-skin, paused in her search for herbs. his laughter rang out against the whited sun, and the girl found her own lips curving in an answering smile, a wave beginning in her shy plume. this was a good place, kukutux decided, that someone could find such happiness even with the scarcity of prey.