Hmmm - exactly what he had thought. As the weather changed, he was starting to get better and better at reading that. The days it would be okay for him to step out of the den, or if he felt risky the boy could easily find out when it was time to go back inside. He had chosen a den away from his siblings this time, layered it with moss. Though it was visited frequently by them, and today everyone was busy. Not Razor, he wasn't useful and his brother wasn't doing border patrols today. So today, the sky was a little bit more clear, though the gray still hung over their heads. He was relaxing in the gulley, counting the clouds until they meshed into a large peace like the ocean.
There was only so much you could do when you were him, having to be careful with himself so his family didn't have to worry. The boy's black tail flicked to scatter some snow, like a cat he tucked his paws underneath him for more warmth. Studying the terrain out in front of him. Did he dare try to explore without one of his siblings watching him? Though like always there was someone nearby to help him. He made sure he had some sort of safety line.
Another adventure into the gulley this dreadful reminder that she missed her Uncle Bass and wanting to return home at Abaven. The only true ties that kept her in Borealis was her family and no matter who said otherwise Holly was counted as family. She would continue to pad her way carefully taking note of everything she passed even the different scents. Specifically the scents of her fellow pack members. One in particular seem to catch her attention more so than the others ah so this might be the one Holly had told her about Razor was his name if she remembered it correctly. There was something else about Razor that Holly tried to make her aware of but Alna was already gone before that even happened. No sooner would she take another step the pup would come across who she was possibly looking for as the description she was given fit him and without hesitation she would make her way slightly closer to him, Razor?
Hopefully this was the right person she was supposed to find but if it wasn't oh boy would she be in for a surprise and also feel slightly bad calling them by someone elses name. Alna would be patient in waiting for her answer perhaps it would be a good time to get to know who this was anyways considering they were in the same pack together after all. What kind of future leader doesn't try and get to know those around her the pup would ask herself deep in thought about it now that it popped into her young mind.
It was only.... the sound of the snow. His ears listening out, until his blue eyes focused on the little girl in front of him. A pup - one he didn't know. One of the draw-backs of not being out of the den much meant missing out of meetings and not knowing half of the family his brother knew. Leo and Amalia were a different story. He had heard stories of Allen - but hadn't really known anything about him or his kids. When she spoke his name though, to check if it was him he nodded his head up and down. The weak boy staying in his laid down position. He quickly checked left and right, feeling bad that he didn't know her name.
"Your name?" he asked rather softly. Nothing above a whisper, that's always how he spoke. He didn't look like the healthiest male either. He was almost a year old and yet he looked to be a youth regardless. Breathing in and out carefully, his breath turned into white clouds among the air. It would be nice, to have some company anyway.
