Barrow Fields the oblong box

New Snow would not be much use in this hunt. But she howled in turn and limped toward the group, prepared to be helpful in whatever way that she could. The cubs had grown much, and her own son among that number.

He was not yet to join the hunt in full at five months, but he could follow; New Snow would move with him this day to guide him, and show him. Her gaze sought out the form of her boy.