Kismet didn't need much persuading to go anywhere with Warja really. It was apparent that whilst they had grown they hadn't grown out of the little adventures they used to share on the island together. Now they had grown however the pack territory simply didn't cut it, there was far more out in the world to see after all though unfortunately they didn't have all the time in the world for games anymore. Kismet for example had recently found himself the selected company of their Guardian for a patrol, or perhaps victim for interrogation by Rune was the correct way to word it. He was getting used to the man, beginning to think that perhaps Rune didn't completely hate him though it was certainly slow progress, little did he realise that went both ways.
Even if they were trapped in the pack lands though, Kismet would still be sure to find a way to spend time with his dearest friend whenever he got the chance. Now was one of those moments and he had wandered around attempting to find her, hoping that she too had some time to herself. Instead however when he eventually tracked the girl down he'd find simply half of her, the upper portion of her body frantically scrapping around within the snow. "Lost something?" He enquired as he came to a stop a safe enough distance away from the snow shower that her busy digging scattered out behind her.
