The woman would find that she and her mate would have a moment to themselves. She'd been doing very well in getting better, and had really been trying to get herself integrated back into the pack. Taking on a work load her eagerness for her job was no match the eagerness she found in some alone time with her mate. Dutiron had suggested a walk, and she would eagerly accept his proposal.
The pair would find their way from the den, each matching the other's footsteps as they would walk towards the falls. She would walk close to him, enjoying the warmth they shared in the chilly wind of the winter's day. They would eventually round another corner, and come to face the falls.
She would audibly gasp as her eyes took in the frozen water. Giant pillars of ice would rise out of the ground and reach for the heights above. Her paws would stop as she leaned into Dutiron's side. "It's beautiful."
