A Story of Marble and Ice

Some time had past since the brutes run in with the other wolf. His eyes watched heavily for any signs of what could possibly be life. Though he was not part of a pack just yet he did wish to join his sisters and be there for her whenever she needed him. His eyes watched the beautiful rays of light that began to be engulfed within the darkness of the night as his paws crunched underneath the thickening snow. However, his thoughts and what he could possibly do with his time stopped when his ears flicked, hearing a deep howl within his lobes as the call reverberated throughout the landscape. This seemed more of a male that was calling out but he was unsure of the matter, so he might as well go and investigate.

After walking for what felt like an eternity his eyes caught who seemed to be the maker of the call. His ear flicked slightly as he heaved a small inaudible sigh. He missed that he could talk with someone, however he also called it a blessing in disguise so if there was any ill remarks he wanted to say to someone they wouldn't be able to hear him. He walked over towards the male but kept a good distance as he watched the last bits of light over the horizon. If this male was hoping to spend some time with a female he hated to burst his tiny bubble. He was just passing through anyways and didn't really wish to converse with the male unless he had to...which would be a bit difficult anyways especially if he had to be sort of pawsy to get his point across. So, at least this would be good practice when it came to talking by using his actions or emotions, he might even find it a bit amusing.