There are lights in the ice... so should we lick it?

Why did everything have to come crashing down on him? Hed thought he found purpose in abaven and a safe place to mourn his daughter but its been fake. Pheonox felt bitter and depressed enough that the cold couldnt penetrate the dark thoughts over his mind. It had been well over two seasons now but a wound like his couldnt be healed so easily. For now he stuck with the lavender and honey mixtures. Boy did he wish he had something stronger. His mind whirled until a scent filled his nose. What was a wolf doing out on this ice this time of night? Well.. pre night. He could still see a few beams of light falling across the frozen lake and illuminating a tiny form. Pheonixs ears twitched, a child out here? No her parents must been around.

"Umm excuse me?" he said softly taking a few steps towards the youth."What brings you to the frozen lake of the north?" his head tilted to one side. A good sense of pain moving through him. He couldnt have every yearling reminding him of his daughter, he could hear her voice scolding him now. Pheonix tried to ignore it his attention back on the young wolf.