Lovely Distractions

Natha stretched out a paw, claws unsheathing as she scratched lightly at the ice, head swiveling, ears twitching as she watched the fish. It seemed they thought themselves safe and perhaps they were… for now. She was concentrating on figuring a way to break through the ice without dumping herself in when a voice called out to her. She turned to spy an unusually colored wolf approaching her. Natha surveyed the wolf for a moment then licked lightly at one of her paws before answering. "Contemplating the merits of ice fishing. I would very much like to fish but I don't know that I care for taking an unexpected dip in the water. What of yourself? What are you doing all the way out here by yourself? Do your kind not travel in packs?"