Snow Angels

Her head was deep in the snow when someone called out to ask her if she lost something, her half a tail gave a wave to show she'd heard them and she wasn't pissed at the company, as her teeth finally wrapped around the glass neck of a bottle and she heaved with a triumphant (if muffled) “Ah ha!” She'd have to dig to grab out more if her company wanted to share, but she was quickly realising that other wolves weren't as likely to partake as the raiders were, so she would hold off on expending the effort for now.

Depositing the bottle in the snow at her feet, she turned her head towards where the noise had come from, taking a minute to blink twice, no three times... It certainly wasn't oxygen deprivation making her see double, at least not this time. The first wolf had a second set upon his back, their facial markings reversed. “Nah, I found it!” She responded her tail continuing it's welcoming wave. “Yer th' drinkin' types or nah?” It was an offer to join her, if they wanted, after all, now she'd found one, the rest couldn't be too far away, could they?

“Speech”