Deep cold

Coming around a bend, Zagan’s a bit surprised to find someone else here- he didn’t hear their paw steps in the ice cave- didn't smell their scent lingering in the air. But their voice broke the eerie silence of the icy labyrinth, announcing their arrival by calling out to him with a friendly greeting. Zagan let out a low snort, a plume of mist appearing in front of his face.

“Keep your voice down.” He warned, narrowing his eyes at the boy- quickly realizing they were close to the same age. Not that it mattered. "Rumor has it there are creatures that live here- worms capable of killing wolves.” His voice was a low rumble- a sound that resonated off the cave's walls, before vanishing into its depths.

All around them, an oppressive stillness settled in- as if the cave itself was harboring some sort of ancient beast- waiting to unleash it on the two young wolves.


"Zagan Saxe"