sometimes quiet is violent

Avella smiled at her little cousins deduction about winter. It certainly could be crappy and even more so when not in a pack. She'd spent her first winter on her own and it hadn't been easy.

"Yes, it can be but with the right preparations it will go much smoother." Avella had no doubt about it since packs got through winter all the time.

"They leave because food becomes scarce for them too. Plants die or go dormant so they have to go where the food is," she explained when he asked about the prey leaving. "We can leave, follow the herds or we stay and save enough food to make it through." Avella knew that she would prefer to stay in one place for the winter where they could save food.

Her gaze landed on the boy once again as he asked about them traveling. "We can still travel but we'll need to be careful especially in the snow. Continuing to travel will also give us the opportunity to catch any stragglers or scavenge for food if necessary." That first winter she'd scavenged most of her meals and though she'd been a little thinner by spring she'd made it through.