Dark paws dance over the tundra. Conserving her energy while looking back and forth to keep her mind active. There was nowhere to hide should trouble come find her. And so close in the north, she was sure trouble might try.
Then the world groaned and bucked and trembled. The ice shattered and shifted beneath her. Expletives in French fell from her dark maw as her mind reeled and went blank.
Her paws were running. They were running toward an opening in the towering glacier. toward people, toward something. Her breath scrapes against her lungs as her ears are pinned to her skull. Her bright violet eyes were wide in fear as she slowly came back to her senses. Other wolves were gathered around, and a strange tinkling noise from deep within pulled her curiosity to the forefront.
Her heart still rammed against her ribs but surely anything in here was better than anything out there?
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