Lets see how far we'll go

With the storm that had happened, Aten had found himself lost. And cold; shivers went through him as he trudged through the snow with a bit of difficulty. Snow speckled his back and covered his paws, and the tips of his ears seemed to burn with the cold. He didn't know where he was, where his siblings were. He just had to hope that he would get back to his mother, in the warmth of their home and where he wouldn't have to worry about the cold that seemed to sink into his bones and the snow that melted and left his fur wet. His ears flattened against his skull as his gaze went out to as far as he could see, hoping that he would hear his mother, or see the form of the den. He didn't have any luck, though, and a whimper escaped his jaws as he kicked up some snow in a sort of defiance, tears threatening as he stared down.

He just wanted to be home already.