Luna

The wolfess paces steadily against the winds, trying to keep in mind were she was within the Aspen Grove territory. The central pack lands, she concluded. She wished to reach the other pack members, but it was growing so cold already. Luna tilted her maw up, catching any bits of scent she could. But nothing came to her, and the winds droned out any other noise both their howling. And sight wasn't of any help either, for all she could gaze upon was swirling whites and grays.

Luna circled around, stamping out a wolf bed in the deepening snow. Once satisfied with it, the she-wolf lies down, digging her muzzle into her tail, and falls to sleep. The wolf is soon covered in snow, and out of sight.