Cold as Ice

Kira settled into the cold flow of the new ice that filled her veins. She felt in control now, she felt better. But there was one last worry on her mind, her sister, Calilia. She was unwell, had a weak heart; she needed Takira's protection. But where was she? The last she heard Cali wanted to go explore, and since it was one of her rare days that she felt good Taska allowed her youngest pup to go; and thankfully she did. Takira turned her new cold mask in place. It was a little shocking just how well the cold in her took over the searing fire, it was almost like magic just switched it off and locked it away in her mind.

She turned, her large body moving smoothly. Her mind was made up, she would not stop until she found her long lost sister, she had to be safe; for both of them. But as she was about to go back and look for her sister she caught sight of a equally large male. He had kept his distance from her and in fact did not look interested in her at all, but she could not take any chance. She could not turn her back on a wolf that could have been part of the group that killed her mother.

She advanced then, her fur fluffed, she did not take an overly aggressive stance but her body was tight ready for anything the male might do. "Who are you." She kept her distance, her amber eyes watching his every move. She was not extremely adapt at fighting but she had the simple lesson of watching your opponent's muscles to predict there attack.