Lost with the bitter cold

Ocena typically knew when there were other wolves in the general vicinity. She was always alert now, trying to keep an eye on all three of her youngest pups, along with the two older ones that remained close to the nest. She wished to ensure that all of those who had followed her mate here would be safe from all harm, but that was impossible, of course. Still, Ocena did her best, in her own way. Though much of her attention was focused on her trio of pups, she could still notice when others appeared on the territory that she and her family had unofficially claimed.

When the scent of two others reached her nose, Ocena was on her paws in an instant, making her approach cautiously. She would track them with ease across the cove, finding them only after another did, however. A pup - Kestrel, one of Mercianne's - stood between herself and the two strangers, and Ocena hesitated for a moment, silently trying to gauge the situation before she made her approach. It seemed that the two strangers knew each other, and neither seemed to be unduly threatening, so Ocena was less worried than she might have been as she padded forth.

Her ears pricked in their direction, Ocena stepped carefully in front of Kestrel, aiming to shield the pup from any potential threats the two wolves might offer. "Hello there," Though her voice was friendly, she was a little on edge. It had been a while since any other than her fellow Snow Rogues had been found here, and Ocena was unsure of how to react. "Aren't you cold, Kestrel?" Her words were directed at the pup, and a frown crossed Ocena's features at the thought. She was insulated from the bitter winds, but she was chilled all the same - it was something that she was used to, however, after living for so long in the North, but Kestrel was only a pup.

TAG: Kestrel, Lietaenyl, Zodiac NOTES: Nada