Minx

Fae licked her chops as she had just finished the last of her meal that was now buried somewhere. She had finnally decided to come out of the shadows and play in the white light that shown from a fireiy ball in the sky. As fae exited the small darkness of some odd little grass den she had made. She moved into a slow walk stopping now and then looking about the scenery. Her honey hide flutered on the wind making it look like she was in a bad mood. She was in a good mood.

Bracken

After an unsuccessful attempt to join a pack, Bracken was out to wonder alone again. Most of his body was a light-gray and fawn mixture, but his face was decorated with black, sepia, and white markings. Just like his brother. The brute wasn't quite sure where his brother was right now, and intended to find him. Bracken wasn't all too use to hunting on his own, and so his frame had slimmed down a good deal, although he was still in good health.

His yellowed orbs caught sight of a honey-hued form moving through the snow laden grass. Bracken's ears and head came up and his nose worked to pick up the scent, finding this was a she-wolf. Tail now waving, Bracken gave a friendly yip her way and forgot all about finding his brother.