Trudging Through the Snow

****Switchback has moved farther South now, but I'll still rp here if you reply.

Switchback slowly trudged through a mound of glittering snow, the wind whipping her fur around her small face. With her paws aching and her brain buzzing she sat down and let out a huff of tiredness. She had no clue where she was and the smell of wolves was all around her, clinging to every small bush or tree. Sometimes it was just floating in the flurries of snow, drifting with the breeze. Shifting her position, Switchback bent down and sniffed a marker, shivering with fear and delight. She was absolutely terrified of meeting new wolves, but she was also excited.

The other day Switchback had heard that packs roamed this large island, so not wanting to be alone anymore, she had jumped into the snow, not wanting to waste a single moment. Then she began exploring her new home with great joy, but she has lost the spring in her step due to exhaustion. Now she was looking for a pack, but Switchback was growing very tired. Now a single wolf would be good to see, the snow was just getting tiring and trudging through it was hard at times.

After finishing her sniff Switchback lifted her head, giving up. Locating the sky she focused on a drifting cloud and formed her lips into an o. Summoning up all of her energy she let out a shrill howl, hoping that somewhere, some wolf would hear her. Then she flopped down and began to wait.