Seeking Shelter

God winter sucked.

He'd finally returned with Delaney after a lot of struggling around in the north. He'd just barely managed to get back down south and he was regretting going back to the north at all. It'd been nothing but a giant disappointment in terms of survival. He hadn't found Ray again so there was no telling if she was alive or not. He'd forced himself to focus on other things - almost freezing to death had been enough to distract himself for a while. Even the south was too cold and him and his new-ish friend weren't faring too well. They were cold, tired, and hungry and both of them had lost some weight. It wasn't enough to be concerning, but without a pack he was worried.

Her old pack had .... well he wasn't sure what had happened to it, but he could feel the pain. Donostrea had just vanished without a trace so he knew what that was like. Now it was just about trying to make the most of their lives and just survive until spring. For now he was content to just wander after his brown and blue coated companion. He'd fallen a bit behind her so by the time he finally caught up her scent already led into the barn thing she'd talked about. The structure looked stable and it at least offered some protection for a while. Food could always come later.

Quietly he slipped through the opening and was relieved to feel the lack of the wind and ground that wasn't covered in snow under his paws. His eyes adjusted to the gloom and lack of white that the barn lacked compared to outside and he easily spotted his friend. A soft smile tugged at his lips as he greeted her. "Find anything interesting?"

"SPEAK"