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The frigid tundra was something this dame had yet to control. Her optics shown with the sign of her body being cold and damp from the snow that fell from the heavens. Her distant memory of playing in the snow with her family, was now shot with the thought of surviving here in this frozen field of white. Her movements were slow due to her paw pads licking at the snow and having ice being stuck in between her toes, causing the ebony paw pads to crack and bleed. The cr?me and orange colored dame stopped momentarily to lick at the crimson that dripped from the cracks that formed underneath her ebony pads. She winced from the pain; but she stood tall and continued onward to try and find some place to rest for the night.

She approached this stone cave. It wouldn't be the warmest place here, but at least it would shield her from the vast collection of frozen water droplets that fell from the sky and onto the landscape below. The dame walked inside and sniffed the air. A bear had taken shelter here, but the scent was old and Tallulah thought that it wouldn't be coming back.

The orange and cr?me she-wolf curled her form into a ball, closing her eyes and listening to the wind echo throughout the cave. Her ears upward and erect to catch any sounds that she had to worry about.