Stand strong

The aged and scarred man, was like many she had seen in this new land - leaning more towards the side of giants. She had never felt so short until she had come here, and witnessed wolf after wolf who towered over here. For his height and size there simply seemed to be enough fat on his bones, and his coat was thinning with age. She looked up at him with respect in her eyes as she showed him the Mark's she had left, and heard the gratitude in his reply.

It sounded like he had been here for a while, and she studying him with a critical eye. He looked cold and miserable, and as she indicated the direction they should head, she made certain she walked closely beside him, offering him her own warmth as they started out on their journey from this place.

"I came here to gather herbs, I thought perhaps there might be some down here not yet destroyed by winter" she explained. As her first winter as a solo healer she hadn't done a great job in her preparations. Now she had to face winter unprepared, with a dwindling supply. Something in the older wolf's expression might have spoken of remorse over his decisions, but his mistake wasn't as dire as her own. After all, he had heard now and their way out seemed simple and easy. "I'm Riva" she introduced herself, looking up at the pale wolf with a warm smile.