Scoutting ahead

Dee had not expected to be asked to tag along. She honestly believed Crux would've forgotten all about her after that day in the cove. And she wouldn't have blamed him either. It wasn't like she was an important wolf anyway. But she was thankful that he had asked and with an eager nod of her head, she followed the Armadan boy north toward a cluster of pines.

As they reach the outskirts of the plains, an ear turns in his direction as he speaks. Her head nods with a small smile added so he knows that she's also thankful for the invite. Her silence could be companionable, but also awkward at times. She knows this, but as much as she tries, words still don't work for her. When Crux continues to speak, she looks over at him with a raised brow and a pointed look at the crystals lined along one of his legs. One would think that their father would be protective over their son who may not be able to run from predators. Dee admired his independence and instead looked away and out at the pines that now surrounded them.

With Crux's comment about finding some indication of potential life, her brows furrow. Life? Here? Dee shrugs and continues to walk through the pines. If that's what he was looking for, she supposed she had nothing better to be doing anyway. Maybe she would come across a hare or two to catch for dinner. But as far as she could see, there was nothing except for the pines. Even the light snow that lay over the ground made the tall, spindly pines stand out even more. Stark poles of bare branches against a white backdrop. How the pines even grew in these desolate plains was unimaginable to her.