Cold Shadows

Sounds of water reverberated in the wolf's ears as they flicked in the general direction of the disturbance that made it's way towards their ears. The sweet smell of some bits of grass hit their nose, causing it to somewhat flare in mild discomfort. It was not long ago that the volcano that erupted brought it's wrath upon the world. Hantu usually kept to themselves, but, they did hope that not many had died or had gotten hurt during the large explosion. Smoke loomed over the skies, almost matching the coloration of the mysterious wolf's coat. Their shadowy eyes blinked slightly with displeasure as their frame glided across the snowy terrain.

The snow crunched underneath their body, despite being light and agile their larger body mass didn't necessarily keep their paws from being noticeable and from sinking into the bits of snow. For it wasn't long until the source of the disturbance that graced their ears was found: a waterfall. After all, these lands were foreign to them, and they would certainly be considered weird due to their appearance and voice. If someone were to find them, Hantu considered it best to keep their tune private to other's ears. They were mocked for it back home, who's to say it wouldn't happen again here?

With a small, multi-toned huff they walked over to the edge of the water below the waterfall, quenching their thirst even if only slightly before laying down to rest. Their trek upon the lands were tiresome, perhaps a small nap would be best? Their cranium found their front paws as their eyes closed, resting to regain some energy, even if only slightly.