Redhawk Caldera Can't see me cry ever again

Ah, there she was. Even if Towhee's black coat didn't stand out from the snow, the streaks of red-gold were impossible to miss. Alyx made a beeline for the shore, picking her way carefully down the slope to avoid stumbling, and signed a cursory, Not much. When Towhee was the only one around, there wasn't any need for words, which Alyx was grateful for. She didn't want to come across as desperately as she felt. She lifted her head in time to see a shudder wrack Towhee, and she winced sympathetically. Cold water made her teeth scream internally. She felt that.

Do you wanna go hunting with me? she silently asked, flicking her gaze across the lake momentarily. The area surrounding the water wasn't great hunting territory, so that was out. She still wasn't all that used to running around in mountainous terrain, but she thought they might stand a good chance of scaring something up in the forest. In the pines? she suggested, hopeful. She really needed some kind of win.