The Forbidden Frozen Fruit

She nuzzled her head into his chest, sighing happily at the scent of something familiar in a strange place. The rows of trees and branches arched above their heads. Some were close enough to almost intertwine, creating a kind of temporary shelter. It slowed the fall of the snow but it still fell heavily. "I haven't been up to much - just exploring," she murmured, smiling into his warm fur. "You look well taken care of," she chuckled, pulling away briefly to inspect him. It wasn't easy for a wolf to make their way through winter alone. Luckily she was young and savvy, but she was still quite a bit leaner than she was in any other season. Lachlan, while not smelling like a pack, certainly looked like someone or something was helping him get by. "Have you heard from or seen anyone else lately - family, I mean?" Part of her longed for news of her twin. They'd never quite reconnected as she'd hoped after she was isolated as a child.