warm blood, cold hearts

He had his pack at last. The first meeting had gone well, and a surprising number of wolves who had shown up. He hadn't expected so many to come, but he was glad they did. It meant the pack would thrive, or so he hoped. And it meant that they would likely be successful in the seasons to come. Of course, he'd give the new wolves time to adapt and adjust to the changes, just as he would need some time to adapt and adjust to the role of an Alpha. Though despite his previous doubts, he was confident he'd be able to adjust rather quickly to it. The nearby riverbed that was usually dry had filled a with some water from the snow that had been melted with this years hotter summer. He doubted it would happen again, or perhaps it occurred for a short time every year when the snow melted, he wasn't sure. For now, however, he wouldn't put too much thought into it. It was a nice place to drink, and beneath the shallow crystalline water he could see the gold veins that ran the length of the riverbed. His Foxes were out around the territories, exploring their new home and probably meeting their new pack mates.

His tongue swiped across his muzzle as he cleared away the lingering drops of water before continuing on his way. He very much liked the North, and judging by most of the new wolves who had come to join him, they were likely of Northern descent as well. Trotting along at a leisurely pace, he spotted movement up ahead, and at first he had to squint to make sure his eyes weren't playing tricks. But no, he really did see something. Almost blending in against the backdrop of snow, he realized there was a wolf as pure as the substance that surrounded them. The only things that set her apart from the pristine white of their surroundings were the scars, and her pale blue eyes. She was a beautiful creature, he had to admit. But then again, he thought all white wolves were. Though they were simple in color, there was just something about the purity of it that set them apart. "I hope I'm not disturbing you," He said upon approach, stopping a few feet and leaving a comfortable distance between them.

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